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“Then we definitely go in cautious” She paused “And armed to the teeth”

He enetic crap that cae sixth sense his ani yet And that sixth sense told him Striker was in trouble up to his neck

The sooner they got to La Paz, the better

Chapter Thirty-Five

They’d been thrown into a holding cell, which was nothing h, narrow, heavily barredand a thick steel door There was a toilet and sink in the corner, aelse

Well, except for the four ca up space in each corner of the roo, protected behind shatterproof glass, ensuring they couldn’t be tampered with There wasn’t one inch of the cell that wasn’t covered by surveillance Striker had checked He’d been pacing the cell, looking for weaknesses since the minute they’d been thrown into it He checked his watch, for the millionth time Nine and a half hours until Friday’s deadline They could still et them out of this cell

Friday sat on the ht to her chest, her arenius to see she was hugging herself She didn’t ht had gone right out of her Seeing her like that was a knife to his heart

He tore his eyes from her and exa particular attention to the door There was no way out At least none that he could see All the while his dia free It didn’t help

I’! he snapped at his other half

There had to be a way out of the room He just had to try harder to find it

“It’s pointless,” Friday said softly “Even if you find a way out, it will be too late”

“No” He refused to believe it Refused to give in

There was no handle on the inside of the door No lock, either Whichto pick Another dead end

“Coentle plea that made hiet her out of there!