Chapter 41 Safe

***Hazel***

The guest room at Jocelyn’s doesn’t smell like anything.

That should be comforting.

Neutral. Clean. Safe.

But my body doesn’t understand safe right now. My body understands waiting. Like it’s braced for something to happen and hasn’t gotten the message that the door is locked, the system is armed, and there are two men with guns who watched us walk inside.

Jocelyn’s spare bed is soft i