John shuddered as he curled next to the campfire. It was freezing outside, but this hotel was your only form of shelter. You were forced to stay here with him after getting caught in a bad snow storm.

“I told Dutch it’d be stupid to look for O’Driscolls up here!” John whined like a child, huddling closer into his coat.

You only shook your head, taking a long look of the room John had bought for you both. There was only one bed.