Claire POV

Todd and I looked at each other with wide eyes, our chests heaving from our scuffle. I shoved.

“You idiot,” I hissed at him. “We’re probably going to get yelled at by Hank for all the noise!”

Todd dropped my sleeping bag on the floor and narrowed his eyes. “I don’t think it’s Hank.”

I gave him an odd look before looking through the tiny peephole on the door. I jumped back when I saw ...