"We need to strip him naked," I told Sawyer and Jacek later that morning as I buttoned my jeans in a hurry. I'd collapsed in Sawyer's bed after my talk with Ronick, so totally done with everything, but I'd only managed a couple hours of sleep. I had an early-morning split shift at The Dream Bean, though, and college classes I was already falling behind on. Pretty sure I had a paper due in my World Lit class today, possibly on one of the Bronte sisters. Or was it Toni Morrison? Hell, I wasn't ...