Kat is drumming her fingers on the doorjamb, her mask on top of her head. She drains the rest of her champagne with a pointed stare when I join her in the hallway.
“Right. Are you ready?”
I shrug. “I guess.”
“Isaid, are you ready?” She barks this out like a drill sergeant.
“Sir, yes, Sir!” I give her a sarcastic salute.
She pulls down her mask, and I follow suit. “Then it’s time I introduced you to this wonderful town called Pinecrest.” She holds out her arm, and I loop mine through hers as she leads us down the hallway. I throw a last stare to the closed door just before it’s out of sight.
Guess I’m well and truly down the rabbit hole now.