Chapter 225

The others disembarked first, when the hovercar landed. With Trish still in his arms, cradled against his chest, Jordan followed. She snuggled into him, happy to be carried, and pleasing him even more.

"How are they doing?" he asked Paul, who had just climbed out of the fourth car.

"Still out of it," Paul said, glancing over to where the new captives were being unloaded. "She's starting to wake up a bit but he's totally down for the count. How hard did you hit him, anyway?"

Jordan shrugged.

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For the second time in her life, Trish found herself in the scary small room that she'd first woken up in when she'd been kidnapped. It wasn't so scary anymore though.

This time she was seeing it from the other way round, watching as the soldiers set Lisa and Ken down in sitting positions, cuffs their wrists to the poles in the center of the room. Lisa was already coming around, her head lolling back