Mumbling sounds of protest escaped her lips as she squirmed, but the sharp stare he sent assured her he wasn't ready to back down.

  “Check the other rooms and get them before the boss finds out!” The same voice from earlier barked an order, and Bailey's muscles stiffened.

  “If at all you wanna die, not where I live.” He muttered, slightly releasing her.

  At his words, the missing puzzles of his sudden concern for her flipped back in position.

  Of course, that was it, what had she been thinking?

  If anything were to happen to her, he'd be held responsible by her dad, who was keeping his eyes peeled for...