Gael growled as he passed Archie into the room. He wished he could go upstairs and bite the fucker behind the desk. His eyes landed on the double bed, then he whirled around to see Archie’s reaction to it.
Archie closed the door, locked it, unlocked it, and locked it again. Gael counted to ten clicks before he stopped.
“Sorry.” Archie stood straight, hidden behind his mask.
“You can lock it as many times as you want. Is there anything we need to deal with before we can sleep?” His head hurt, and his eyes stung, but he wanted Archie to be able to relax and if that meant he had to break open the floor and tear down the wallpaper, he would.
“There is something in the bathroom.” Archie walked past him and opened a narrow door. The bathroom wasn’t big enough for them both, so Gael watched a
