Chapter 99: A living nightmare.

Hannah stared into the darkness at the ceiling. The wetness on her face was from her own tears. She didn't remember crying, but the evidence was there. Her whole body was numb. Hope had given way to anger and fear, then despair. For a few brief moments, she'd thought a rescue was going to happen-but she was still here. In the darkness. Alone. She didn't know if she should be scared...or heartbroken.

The blast had shaken the entire building, but she hadn't been scared. Something like that could only be one thing-Mason. He hadn't forgotten about her.

The gunfire had scared her. Every bullet, each shot, could put Mason's life at risk. There'd already been too high a price paid for this trip. He couldn't die. Not for her.

It had to be Mason, didn't it? He had come for her, hadn't he?