Nephilim and the Nun novel Chapter 9

Quinn:

When I opened my eyes, I was standing in the middle of my bedroom. The warmness of the house brought peace to me. I'd been away from the house since I traveled to Russia where I'd ended up falling into Gonzalez's trap. 

All lights in the house were off and I couldn't risk switching them on, just in case if my home was being monitored. In the darkness of the room, aided by my night vision, I stripped off the cassock and everything I had on, moving to the bathroom for a much-needed shower.

Stepping into the bathroom, I looked into the mirror to see my dirt covered face. My natural tanned skin was covered in dirt, making me appear dark-skinned. Although I'd cut my hair to a shorter length, it still looked unkempt. My beards were also overgrown, covering up my lips.

Moving away from the mirror, I got scissors and returned to cut the beards. After cutting them to a considerable length, I shaved them off. My fingers grazed the clean-shaven skin. I threaded my fingers through my hair. I needed a haircut but the current length wasn't so bad. It was resting at the nape of my neck. Exhaling in satisfaction, I stepped into the shower.

I stood under the shower for a long time, letting the water wash away months of sweat and dirt. The water slid down my body, rinsing away the soap lather. Once I felt squeaky clean, I stepped out, drying myself with a towel I'd gotten from the towel rack.

The consequences of not sleeping well for eight months were beginning to take its toll on me. My eyelids were getting heavy with the need to have a good night's sleep. At the sight of my king-sized bed on entering the room, a yawn slipped from my lips. Forgoing clothes, I marched towards the bed and fell on it, not bothering to cover up with the comforter. As soon as my head hit the pillow, sleep whisked me away.