Chapter 13
Kenna
Dakota barely left his room for days. He didn’t want to see anyone, nor did he entertain the notion of going on a hunt. He allowed no one but Kenna in, and even then, their interactions were brief. He seemed pale, often lit only by the screen of his laptop or a single lamp. And what’s more, he maintained a drugged-out expression any time he managed to stay awake. Having apparently resupplied while in Minnesota, he hit the sedative pretty damn hard, sometimes nodding off in the middle of a conversation or while watching a movie on his computer.
Facing all that, Kenna had plenty to worry about. But by the end of the fourth day, he seemed much more lucid. In fact, Dakota actually smiled when she brought him some dinner, and he asked how she was doing. Good, she said. Monit
