It had finally got cold enough that Cullen had let Sookie talk him into moving into the barn next to the Sully house. The little apartment above it was comfortable enough for him, and it meant he could stay close to his horse in case he needed to light out for whatever reason.
And he might have got a little too comfortable for his own good.
Because the second the loud metal clang of the cell door earned a rather loud curse. "Shit!" He knew that sound a little too well, sad to say. Even if the cell was a little more modern than what he'd been used to.
Bohannon yanked up the suspenders on his bare shoulders, because the last thing he needed was for his trousers to fall down around his ankles. Turning to the bars he gave them a good hard yank, and cursed again.