Kira awoke back in her hotel room, dressed in a pair of white satin pajamas. She had no recollection of how she had gotten there or how long she had been sleeping. The last thing she remembered was Mr. Green crawling on top of her in the Lair. Did they have sex? She tried to force herself to remember, but her mind was completely blank. What was happening? Where was Audrey and why hadn’t she shown up for work? Was Frank all right? Would he ever find out what she had done? Were Michael and Mallory still safe or had Landon done something to them? Consumed with fear and riddled with regret, Kira clutched a pillow to her chest, rolled over on her side and wept. She had never felt more helpless.