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Suddenly exhausted, I force my legs to move forward until we turn a corner to find a beautiful living room.
With an enormous picture window on one wall, but it’s blank.
Cam presses his finger against a different pad.
Suddenly, the glass shows a waterfall, big and powerful, the sound of it jarring. Another breeze makes me feel like the fine mist of the water’s spray is tickling my nose.
“What is this?”
“This,” he says, “is a very exclusive bunker.”
“You said that, but – what is this? I’ve never seen anything like it.”
“Can I give you the tour and the explanation after I shower, Paigelynn? I’m still covered in grime from the day, and I think there’s blood in my cuticles.” Cam sniffs his armpit and makes a face. “I’m ripe.”
The giggle escapes me before I can stop it, wondering how I smell right now, too.
“Of course. I’d love a shower, too.” Then it hits me. “I have no clothes. Nothing.”
He walks me to a door on the left. The room we’re in is enormous, with a cathedral ceiling that goes up another story, twin ceiling fans spinning lazily above us. The arched ceiling is warm wood, the lights lending a cozy glow. The waterfall scene, I now understand, is fake.
All light must be down here.
At the door, he turns the knob and shows me a beautiful bedroom, half the size of the living room, with a big soaker tub off to one corner. White tile surrounds it, the bedroom carpet a lovely sea-blue, the duvet covered in white with blue seashells. Sea glass in various odd shapes dots a sequence of shelves next to a white fireplace, and when I inhale, the salty scent of the ocean makes me smile.
“They really have thought of everything.”
I’m not sure who they are, but when Cam says that, I just nod and smile.
“There are clothes in your size. Everything is casual, unless you want something more formal. I can order that,” he says, pointing to a door that I assume is a closet.
“Order?”
“We have staff.”
“Staff?”
“People who can get us whatever we want.”
I want you.
The thought slams through me, hard and visceral, turning my cheeks pink in seconds as hot blood races through me. Making eye contact with him is impossible, so I turn toward the bathroom and hope I don’t stagger from the enormity of my lust.
“Wonderful. I think I’ll be fine,” I choke out.
“Give her to me,” Cam says, arms reaching out for Winnie. “We have a doggie area for her. Obviously, we can’t take her for walks, so we’ll have to train her.”
“Train her – oh!”
“There’s a simulated grass area for her.”
“They really did think of everything.”
“Even billionaires want their favorite pets when they’re hiding from nuclear fallout.”
“Who wouldn’t?” I walk into the bathroom and slowly close the door, staring at the six-head shower before me, encased in glass. As I press my back against the door, I let out an enormous breath and slide down to the cold tile floor, mind racing.
It feels like half a life ago I was just talking to Jason, but he’s dead now. Cam rescued me from death. Someone in this world sent that beast, The Basher, to kill me. Jason and Malcolm were about to hand me off to him.
