Chapter 40

“Do you wanna…” Jameson cleared his throat, and tried to think if he left his room looking presentable. The bed wasn’t made, but he was fairly sure the dirty clothes were in the hamper and there were no wrappers or drink cans that hadn’t made it into the garbage. “Do you want to come in?”

Avery nodded and took a step back. “Yes, please.”

Jameson led the way. Once inside, he gestured toward the stairs and then took them two at a time in his hurry to get to his room on the fourth floor. Avery kept up, but he was panting a little by the time they made it.

Jameson’s room was the second from the stairs. The building was constructed just a few months earlier to house trainees. Each floor had ten rooms. None of them were very big, but there was enough space to hold a double bed, a built-in armoire, a desk, and a chair. It was serviceable but plain, and it had been sufficient for Jameson over the past eight weeks.