Chapter 9
Ryan sure enough found where his lover was hiding. This meant that his journey was over—all over as he gazed at the sign "Welcome to Chicago". That flew past them and the male slightly scolded himself that he should have known she was here. Cassandra was obsessed with this scummy city.
"If I was Cassandra, where will I be hiding?" He mumbled to himself.
"That's a good question." His friend then yawned. "We should get some sleep."
"Eh, it's probably best."
The sun slowly began to descend; the day seemed to pass so quickly. The coat of blackness engulfed the smoke filled sky. Benton and his female cohort tottered to the tenement apartments, to rest before she was going to be shipped back to New York.
Entering, Diefenbaker trotted around the living room, resting on the female's bed. What the two didn't know that Cassandra was now going to successfully escape, not just attempt to high tail it out of Chicago.
The woman stifled a yawn and she laid down on the kingdom of blankets and pillows with the wolf. Benton went into his room to sleep while Dief began to snore. Once quietness gloomed over the room, she opened her eyes and tip toed to the slightly opened window. It was very obvious that she was that talented to slip in the space because it was too narrow. She tried to silently open the window, in which it loudly creaked. Fraser found Cassandra around the sill. She met his stare and smiled dumbfounded.
"You probably want to know why I'm halfway out of the window...I'm sleepwalking..." She tried to lie but found that it wasn't succeeding. "Damn it! Why couldn't I just asked to stay with the cop?!"
He renounced his position to get handcuffs and tied the girl's hands inside this contraction.
"Diefenbaker, stay in here. Make sure doesn't leave." He simply requested as he returned to his room.
