Panting, Grady pointed toward another closed door opposite the bathroom and then leaned heavily against me like the effort had done him in.

"Get back here, you little bitch," Lager shouted, his hand wriggling through the hole in the door. "I'll kill you. I'll kill you, you fucking cunt."

 "Is Archer in trouble?" I held to Grady to prop him up and practically dragged him across the room toward a door on the right wall.

Grady leaned harder against me. ...