Night of Destiny (Anastasia and Elliot) novel Chapter 869

They stopped the car, and Trevor opened the door for her. “We’re here, Miss Meyers. Come with me.”

Angela unbuckled herself and got out of the car. Her legs buckled, and she held the car’s door right away. Trevor gave her time to adjust, and he led her somewhere. “Where are we, Trevor?” she whispered.

“Sorry, but I can’t tell you that. Just know that this will be your home for a while. It’s a safe place.” Trevor could keep a secret when it came to it.

Angela stopped asking. She looked around and thought things were really exciting, though the environment wasn’t the best. Her room was cramped too, and there was only a window in it. She blinked. My bathroom is bigger than this room.

“Sorry, you have to stay in this coop. You can go back once things calm down, Miss Meyers,” he apologized. “It’s alright. I can live anywhere.” She chuckled before she asked, “So, where’s the bathroom?”

“Go straight and turn left. There’s a public bathroom and restroom there.”

“It’s public?” Angela’s eyes widened further. Wow. This place is tougher than I imagined.

“The captain has his own bathroom. You can use it if you want. Just ask for his permission. Only people with his rank get their own bathrooms here.” Trevor smiled..

Angela blinked. I hope he’ll let me use his bathroom. I’m so not used to public ones. “So where’s Mr. Lloyd’s room?”

“Just turn right. It’s the fifth room from here.”

“Thanks.” She sat on the bed. Angela thought she smelled like gas after staying in the car for a day. It was unacceptable for a mysophobe like her. I gotta see if Richard will let me use his bathroom. She opened the closet and noticed a lot of

Richard thought about it for a few moments and moved aside. He agreed to it.

Angela went inside. The room smelled like men, causing her heart to skip a beat and her to blush. His room wasn’t big, but he had a small living room and a regular bathroom. There was also a queen-sized bed too. It was far better than her room.

What caught her eye was the tall bookshelf in the living room. It was filled with books, and judging from their titles, she could see that this room was made for him. He wasn’t here for a short stay.

What kind of rank does he have? Why does he get to live in a room like this? She had a lot of questions, but she went to the bathroom instead. It still had a little steam inside, and it smelled like Richard. Angela used his slippers and washed herself with his shampoo and body wash. Only the towel and face wash were hers.

Richard changed into a casual shirt and was reading on the couch. He was interested in this philosophy of psychology book, but for some reason, the sound of running water in the bathroom distracted him as he couldn’t focus on the book.