they really wouldn’t get any amount of sleep. At least, she wouldn’t knowing that someone could come out and try to kill them both at any moment.
“I’ll take care of the animals.” Mason led the horses to the far side, away from the left side of the building. “Go use the women’s restroom to get cleaned up.”
Brenna was one to carry her own weight, and she wanted to make sure Sam was all right first. Before she could ask where he was, she caught a glimpse of his tail by the men’s restroom. Sam was guarding the area, which could be why Mason was willing to stay here. She was thinking it might be best to leave.
“Don’t go over there or distract Sam.”
Mason walked over to a door that appeared to have a broken handle and opened it, looking for something inside of what appeared to be a supply closet. He’d already shed his jacket, his shoulder holster visible. Brenna became uneasy when she realized the handle had been purposefully destroyed. She assumed it was from the man in the restroom, but what if it wasn’t? What if someone else was still here? The scowl on Mason’s face didn’t alleviate her unease. Her eyes zeroed in on where Sam was stationed.
“Are you hurt?”
“Why would I be hurt?” Mason asked, a frown still marring his features. He was now standing in front of her with a bucket in hand. “Like I said, I’ll take care of the animals while you use the restroom sink to wash up as best you can. There probably won’t be any water pressure, but the toilets may have a reserve tank that will have clean water in it. Just stay away from the men’s room.”
“Fine, you’re not hurt,” Brenna conceded while still holding on to her mask, not caring that she’d hurt his ego. “But Sam is obviously standing guard for a reason. Did you forcefully lock this stranger in there? Is he hurt?”
“Your high opinion of me is just astounding,” Mason said wryly, leaving Brenna to stand in the middle of the entryway while he walked across the floor to where the women’s restroom was located. He disappeared inside and didn’t return until at least three minutes passed with a bucket full of water in his hand. She kept watch the entire time, her hand resting on her pistol. “Someone else is holed up here and he wants his privacy. It’s that simple.”
“And you’re making sure he gets it?” Brenna raising an eyebrow in question, reminding herself this is why they should always stick together. She didn’t like not having all the details. “Mason, it’s not like I’m going to relax thinking you have someone trapped inside of a rest stop bathroom.”
Mason placed the bucket of water in front of the horses and then finally took time to really look at her. Brenna met his dark gaze with determination, not willing to let him do this on his own. He wasn’t by himself and the faster he realized that…the better off they’d both be.
“It’s fine. We just need to be extra cautious. There’s only one person besides us inside this place.” Mason stepped forward and lowered his voice, causing Brenna to tilt her face up to his in order to not miss a word. The intensity coming off of him was palpable. “He’s stated he’s armed and that he’ll shoot if we try to open that door. I’m accommodating him.”
Brenna didn’t like thinking this stranger could come out here and demand their supplies, but then again she and Mason had invaded his territory. They weren’t looking for anything other than space and would leave him alone if he provided the same courtesy. Sam was certainly in a vulnerable position, but she now understood why Mason had led the horses to the right of the building. Everything appeared secure at the moment.
“You go and get cleaned up,” Brenna suggested, motioning over her shoulder to the front entrance where she was going to be. “I’m going to brush off as much ash as I can before using the sink. I’ll keep an eye on things.”
Brenna didn’t wait for Mason to
“I’ll take care of the animals.” Mason led the horses to the far side, away from the left side of the building. “Go use the women’s restroom to get cleaned up.”
Brenna was one to carry her own weight, and she wanted to make sure Sam was all right first. Before she could ask where he was, she caught a glimpse of his tail by the men’s restroom. Sam was guarding the area, which could be why Mason was willing to stay here. She was thinking it might be best to leave.
“Don’t go over there or distract Sam.”
Mason walked over to a door that appeared to have a broken handle and opened it, looking for something inside of what appeared to be a supply closet. He’d already shed his jacket, his shoulder holster visible. Brenna became uneasy when she realized the handle had been purposefully destroyed. She assumed it was from the man in the restroom, but what if it wasn’t? What if someone else was still here? The scowl on Mason’s face didn’t alleviate her unease. Her eyes zeroed in on where Sam was stationed.
“Are you hurt?”
“Why would I be hurt?” Mason asked, a frown still marring his features. He was now standing in front of her with a bucket in hand. “Like I said, I’ll take care of the animals while you use the restroom sink to wash up as best you can. There probably won’t be any water pressure, but the toilets may have a reserve tank that will have clean water in it. Just stay away from the men’s room.”
“Fine, you’re not hurt,” Brenna conceded while still holding on to her mask, not caring that she’d hurt his ego. “But Sam is obviously standing guard for a reason. Did you forcefully lock this stranger in there? Is he hurt?”
“Your high opinion of me is just astounding,” Mason said wryly, leaving Brenna to stand in the middle of the entryway while he walked across the floor to where the women’s restroom was located. He disappeared inside and didn’t return until at least three minutes passed with a bucket full of water in his hand. She kept watch the entire time, her hand resting on her pistol. “Someone else is holed up here and he wants his privacy. It’s that simple.”
“And you’re making sure he gets it?” Brenna raising an eyebrow in question, reminding herself this is why they should always stick together. She didn’t like not having all the details. “Mason, it’s not like I’m going to relax thinking you have someone trapped inside of a rest stop bathroom.”
Mason placed the bucket of water in front of the horses and then finally took time to really look at her. Brenna met his dark gaze with determination, not willing to let him do this on his own. He wasn’t by himself and the faster he realized that…the better off they’d both be.
“It’s fine. We just need to be extra cautious. There’s only one person besides us inside this place.” Mason stepped forward and lowered his voice, causing Brenna to tilt her face up to his in order to not miss a word. The intensity coming off of him was palpable. “He’s stated he’s armed and that he’ll shoot if we try to open that door. I’m accommodating him.”
Brenna didn’t like thinking this stranger could come out here and demand their supplies, but then again she and Mason had invaded his territory. They weren’t looking for anything other than space and would leave him alone if he provided the same courtesy. Sam was certainly in a vulnerable position, but she now understood why Mason had led the horses to the right of the building. Everything appeared secure at the moment.
“You go and get cleaned up,” Brenna suggested, motioning over her shoulder to the front entrance where she was going to be. “I’m going to brush off as much ash as I can before using the sink. I’ll keep an eye on things.”
Brenna didn’t wait for Mason to
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