Chapter 27

An hour later, and Nathan was coated in sweat. He’d pushed himself, and his body was on sweet fire. He slowed to a walk, got his breathing and heart rate down, and hit the red Stop button so the treadmill came to a halt. There’d been no sign of Fury, and Nathan didn’t know how to feel about that, but he told himself it was the workout that made his hand tremble as he reached for his towel and wiped his face.

The trip back to the locker room was solitary. Nathan turned off his music. The heat came on and rumbled the building’s exposed rafters. The door swished on its hinges. Nathan passed by the privacy wall covered in fliers about supplements, classes, and personal training. The locker room had four rows of double-stacked lockers, and there were benches down the center of each of the aisles. The showers and bathrooms were at the end of a hallway to the left. Straight back were the steam room and the hot tub.