Suddenly remembering the magazines for her gun and the bottle of pepper spray tucked in his makeshift pouch, he quickly shoved them into the only hiding place he could think of—under her mattress. The bullets wouldn’t be of much use without the gun, but she could do a lot of damage with the pepper spray. Nobody was in the room to see what he’d done with them—but he’d want to remember to find a better hiding spot for them later.