Assuming Room Temperature (Keep Your Crowbar Handy Book 3) - Plot & Excerpts
Kat was tense. Jake hadn’t returned to the Mimi until late and when he did, had barely said a word to her. He’d begged off talking, playing cards with her, Elle, and Leo, even passed up Jameson’s—something he never did—to lock himself away in lead module. He hadn’t used his bunk. She’d checked. Kat never slept in one either, but that was simply because the tight confines always made her feel unbearably lonely. Normally, she’d roll out one of their mummy bags and sack out near the rear door. Jake’s still-bruised eyes were rather bloodshot when he finally stumbled from the transport (following the smell of freshly brewed coffee) and, after gulping down a mug of bean squeezings, had gone to speak with Mooney concerning something he was pretty vague about. For that reason, she didn’t know if the unruly-haired man was angry over her part in blowing up the gas station the previous day or if he was falling into his pain once more, but it worried her.
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