“How did you get in?” I asked. “Adam.” I hated how he answered questions that way. No details, expecting me to accept what he said at face value and I guess infer the rest. I squinted at him, but he was impossible to read. “He let you in?” “Mmm.” He settled back in the chair again, cloaking himself in shadow. “Well…great. I’ll have to have words with him about allowing strange men into my bedroom while I’m unconscious. That was real cute of him.” “Probably. He opened the door and walked away. Didn’t even ask me why I was here before he fell asleep on the couch. He doesn’t take your safety as
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