The grip around me loosened and I fell to my knees just as my captor collapsed beside me, blood pooling beneath him.
I looked up gasping for breath.
And that's when I saw him.
Standing at the door with a gun still smoking in his hand.
Elias.
Alive.
And smiling.
"Miss me?" he asked, tilting his head.
The world spun.
All that I had known, all that I had been hanging onto crashed in an instant.
Hailey's POV
The room spun around me, and panic beat like a war drum in my chest. Elias stood before me, flesh and blood, with a distorted smile playing on his lips. Impossible. He was supposed to be dead.
Vickson moved first, instantaneously raising his weapon. "You shouldn't be here," he said fiercely.