Forty minutes later, we passed Lake Michigan on our way to our hideout, until Flynn had time to digest the story. Lee drove us to an underground garage and ensured we weren't seen entering the apartment.
The spacious, two-bedroom apartment with polished wooden floors was a beautiful space . Apart from the living room, there was a kitchen, bedroom, and bathroom downstairs, and a metal spiral staircase leading up to a mezzanine bedroom upstairs. It was adequate, but a world away from the luxurious surroundings Flynn was accustomed to. Lee threw the keys on the table. It was only then I realized it was his intention to stay with us.