Chapter 11 Comfort In His Bed

• "Love, wake up, we're home. Open your eyes," Kyle's voice reached her, bringing a sense of calm amidst her turmoil
• "Sir, the pack is assembled as you requested, several are unaccounted for as you suspected. What would you like us to do?" inquired a man with a clipboard as he approached them.
• He seemed unperturbed by Kyle carrying a disheveled woman clad in men's attire. Rosette felt a twinge of discomfort and instinctively raised her hand to smooth her hair.