Chapter 12
Distant footsteps drew Layne from his sleep as he laid next to Heaven and listened for the sound of voices. He blinked the haziness from his eyes and glanced at the clock on the wall. Five-thirty a.m. He’d only slept for four and a half hours. Much of that time he’d spent tossing and turning. Despite how long he laid there, hoping to fall back to sleep, his curiosity got the best of him. Had Mick transported everyone to the new location yet?
Perhaps he should just get up and check.
Using every muscle he had, he scooted out of the bed, allowing Heaven’s head to slowly ease onto the pillow. He located his pants on the floor next to the bed, then tugged them on. He did the same with his shirt while walking to the bedroom door.
Before he entered the hallway, he glanced back at H
