"Larkin, stop playing dead in there! I know you're home! If you had the guts to snitch on me, then have the balls to come out and fight! What kind of man hides away like that?!"
Outside, Bell was roaring furiously, pounding and kicking the door. One could only imagine how brutal he would be if River Larkin himself appeared before him.
River Larkin had grown used to this over the past few days. He knew they couldn't get the door open, so he wasn't too worried. He didn't respond to the people outside; anyone who didn't know better would have thought he wasn't even home.
Even Bell outside was starting to think so. 'Did that Larkin guy run off when we left earlier? Is he too scared to come back?'
Inside his apartment, River Larkin was lost in thought. The commotion outside made it impossible for him to calm down, but he knew he had to figure something out. And right now, he was pinning all his hopes on Stella Sterling.
