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it all, but doesn’t whisper a word of complaint. “I can’t
believe you found me,” is all he says.
And I know I shouldn’t. I know now isn’t the time. I know
it’s impractical. But I kiss him anyway.
“You are not going to die,” I tell him. “We are going to get
out of here. We are going to steal a car. We are going to find
James and Kenji. And then we’re going to get safe.”
He stares at me. “Kiss me again,” he says.
And I do.
It takes a lifetime to make it back to the door. Adam had
been buried deep in the recesses of this building, and
finding our way to the front is even more difficult than I
expected. Adam is trying so hard, moving as fast as he can,
but he still isn’t fast at all. “They said Warner wanted to kill
me himself,” he explains. “That he shot me in the leg on
purpose, just to disable me. It gave him a chance to drag
you away and come back for me later. Apparently his plan
was to torture me to death.” He winces. “He said he wanted
to enjoy it. Didn’t want to rush through killing me.” A hard
laugh. A short cough.
His hands on my body his hands on my body his hands on
my body “So they just tied you up and abandoned you
here?”
“They said no one would ever find me. They said the
building is made entirely of concrete and reinforced steel
and no one can break in. Warner was supposed to come
back for me when he was ready.” He stops. Looks at me.
“God, I’m so happy you’re okay.”
I offer him a smile. Try to keep my organs from falling out.
Hope the holes in my head aren’t showing.
He pauses when we reach the door. The metal is a
mangled mess. It looks like a wild animal attacked it and
lost. “How did you—”
“I don’t know,” I admit. Try to shrug, be indifferent. “I just
punched it.”
“You just punched it.”