Granger had trouble focusing on Bliss’ plan. First of all, they were pumping morphine into his system at regular intervals. Second, it didn’t entirely work, and he was still aware of the pain deep inside his body.
“Lake Bittersweet?” he repeated dumbly.
“Yes. I rented that house that Kirk was staying in over Christmas. Remember the house with all the high-end security systems?”
He grunted. Nice house. Probably the safest house he’d ever seen. Good view of the lake.
The lake in Minnesota.
Minnesota“You want to go back to Minnesota?”
“Yes. For now. While you recover and I finish gestating.”
“Gestating. That sounds like you’re sitting on eggs or something.”
“Laying an egg would be so easy compared to this.” Bliss let out a long sigh, while Granger blinked at her. She seemed different
