Chapter 45

Silas groaned as he ripped the syringe out of his neck. He was bleeding from the jagged way she jammed the syringe into his flesh.  

"Dammit..." he muttered under his breath, wiping away the blood with a shaky hand. The dr*gs were causing his vision to blur slightly. Typically, he would be furious, but he couldn't summon anger towards her. He loved her too much. It was evident she was merely frightened, still grappling with the complexities of his plan. He vowed to make her understand, no matter what it took. 

He struggled to his feet and stumbled out of the room. “Mr. Anderson?” Silas looked up at his men who were staring at him confused. “Sir, are you okay?” one of them asked, trying to help him.

“The girl! Find her!” he growled. “Find her now!”

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SADIE

The piercing wail of an alarm reverberated through the bright, white corridor, sending a shiver down my spine. It was a stark reminder of the looming danger approaching over us.