Chapter 201 Back In The Game

• The safehouse felt different with her in it again.
• Not lighter, exactly — that wasn’t their style — but the air didn’t have that same heavy, jagged edge it had carried while she was gone.
• Bishop was the first one to spot her that morning when she wandered into the kitchen in bare feet and one of Knox’s shirts. He didn’t make a show of it, didn’t get up and crowd her, just lifted his mug in her direction. “You’re walking.”