DISCIPLINE✔ (DSD SERIES, BOOK THREE)

Safe House

Layout of the Cabin 'Safe House'.

I made it.... 🙃

Stepping onto the wooden porch, I fall on my ass breathing harshly. Dylan tumbles beside me, panting and I grimace as I look at the wound on his shoulder.

We'd managed to bandage it and stop the blood flow after escaping the police. Thankfully the piece of wood didn't go too deep or hit anything vital but it left a lot of splinters that we had to remove with a tweezer. After that, we had acquired a change of clothes, cleaned up and managed to bury Zekiel's body on the outskirts of the town.

Raphael had left us to get help at the compound nearby. Once he has achieved that he'll retrieve Zekiel's body and give him a proper burial.

Dylan and I had then started our trek to the safe house stashed away in the mountains. It consisted of two hours of hiking and not on a marked trail, but through wild vegetation. Needless to say, my legs and knees are in pain and my clothes soak from the water vapour on the low lying trees and shrubs.

We had snatched some bottled waters from the town to keep hydrated and all ten bottles were utilized on the journey. The only reason it took two hours and not less is because of my sad excuse of a physique. I've been neglecting my gym hours lately and I'm feeling the effects.

"It's bleeding again," I say as my breathing gets under control, my chest rising and falling slowly.

"I know," he says, beads of sweat littering his forehead.

"We need to get it cleaned up and bandaged," I say once more, scrunching my nose at the dirt covering his clothes. Given I'm not looking any better but the bacteria from the mud may infect his wound.

"I know," he states pushing himself to his feet, heading towards the wooden door with a metal keypad attached to it.

Opening the protective plastic covering, Dylan punches in a code. The sound of gears turning filled the air before the door springs open with a pop.

"Come on," Dylan says to me, waiting as I get off the porch steps and make my way into the cabin.

When we had stumbled upon the cabin it didn't look like much but I could've cared less how cozy it is. As long as it has a bed, food and clean water supply, I'm content... but looking at it now, it's not what I was expecting at all.

The interior of the cabin is quite spacious, its walls seem to be lined with mortar to give it a concrete look and painted a burnt sienna colour. To my right is a living area with a cozy grey, love seat sofa and a matching one-seater. There's a small flat-screen TV mounted on the wall along with, mirrors and decorative frames.

There is a wooden stair to my left that leads to what I'm guessing are the bedrooms and bathrooms. There is also a decent-sized kitchen sharing the open space of the living room but divided by a breakfast bar. The floor is made of wooden panels and a welcome mat is spread in front of the doorway.