Chapter Ninety-Six: Hunted
The air in the tunnel was thick with dust and the sharp scent of burning metal.
Emily's heart pounded in her chest as she gripped her rifle, her mind racing.
She had been so sure Hale was the target that this was about extracting him.
But now, as his words echoed in her head—They were coming for you—the reality of the situation sank in like ice in her veins.
Lena's voice cut through the dim corridor. "Keep moving!"
Behind them, the distant sounds of battle still raged.
But it wouldn't be long before the enemy realized their prey was slipping away.
Hale moved at a steady pace beside her, hands still bound but posture calm, too calm.
Emily yanked him to a stop "Why me?" she demanded, voice low but sharp.
Hale met her gaze, something unreadable in his expression "You already know."
Before she could press him further, an explosion rocked the tunnel.