Chapter 15

• Setting the khakis and t-shirt on the table, she blew out a breath. Her whole body was tense, her cat jittery and Blaise didn’t know if it was the situation or the new version of Griffin Ballard causing it. Whichever it was, she needed to get her shit together. There was no time for all of this. She had a mission, to keep him alive and safe. Nodding, she went over to her bag and hefted it on the table. She looked at the tranq gun and decided she was keeping it within reach for now. His animal was close and she didn’t want to be unprepared if he made and appearance.
• She had a feeling in her gut that something was going to happen. She planned to be prepared if it did. Grabbing the notebook and folded map, she tucked them into the waterproof pocket of her bag. Popping open the box that held his items, she placed them inside as well, even his gun and the pills. She left his phone sealed in the electronics bag and stuffed it in too. Pausing, she looked around. If, at some point, they had to make a run for it, she’d need water and protein for him, to appease the bear. Nodding to herself, she went into the kitchen and grabbed a few bottles of water and a pack of bars from the cupboard. Going back out, she put them in her bag and did it up.
• Stopping, she looked at the door, went over, and yanked it open. She was relieved he stood right outside it. “You should come in. Clothes on the table.”