Page 147 of Knox Unleashed
“In the kitchen,” she whispers.
I grab my keys off the desk. Getting on my bike in the state I’m in is a terrible idea. Especially knowing I haven’t been on it since that night, since the club brought it back here and fixed it up for me. “Good girl. You stay there, or even better, go run to the bathroom and lock yourself inside. What’s your address?”
She tells me enough of an address and description that I recognize the small apartment building about ten minutes away.
“What’s your mom’s name?”
“Daisy.”
I think about how I’m going to be able to let Elsie know it’s me when I arrive. “What’s your favorite teddy or doll called?” I stumble out of my room and down the emergency exit.
“Sir Bearington Boo Boo Bear.”
Of course, it fucking is.
How the hell am I supposed to keep that straight in my whiskey-addled state?
“Are you coming?” she asks, and the hope in her voice is like an adrenaline shot to the heart.
“Yeah, Elsie. I’m on my way.”
