Chapter 211 Headphones Not Included

• By the time Knox and Ellerei finally emerged from the bedroom, it was closer to noon than morning. She was sore, glowing, hair still mussed from his hands, and he looked like a man who hadn’t let her sleep for more than five minutes at a time.
• Bishop and Decker sat at the kitchen island like two men at a funeral. The coffee pot was half-empty, plates of toast untouched. Decker’s head dropped forward into his palm. Bishop hadn’t even taken his headphones off yet.
• “Morning,” Ellerei said sweetly, sliding into a chair across from them like nothing was out of the ordinary.