46. MASON

Goosebumps covered every inch of my skin. I shivered and pulled the sheets up to my chin. It did nothing to fight off the cold. Frowning, I forced my eyes open and blinked at the face resting inches from mine. Behind me someone moved, making warm skin brush against mine. I relaxed, only to tense again when a cold breeze filled the room. Frowning, I sat up and glanced around the room. The window was open, wind rustling the curtains. Snow covered the floor. Movement had my eyes snapping towards the couches. A figure dressed in all black was slowly straightening. My heartbeat increased, fear filling me when I realized that the man was staring straight at me. He had snow goggles on and something black covered the lower half of his face. Raising a gloved hand, he pressed a finger to his lips. My lips parted but no sound escaped. Tilting his head to the side, he pointed at me and then at the small coffee table. I followed his finger to the white envelope that had been placed down on