Fucking asshole. Kiley didn't move right away, as she considered saying no until she got her clothes back. But she had a feeling Simms would just drag her out, and if she fought him - which she could do - it would only make things worse for Chase. She looked back at Chase once more before finally moving toward the door, her feet cold against the floor. She wasn't going to say goodbye, feeling like if she did, that would be some kind of ominous foreshadowing "I'm going to take a wild guess that you're not giving me my clothes back," Kiley said, annoyed.