CHAPTER TWENTY SIX
At first, nothing happened. The elevator continued its ascent toward the penthouse, climbing up past floor eight, floor nine, floor ten… Reid dropped the needle to the floor and buckled his pants, concerned that perhaps there was something wrong.
His heartbeat tripled its pace in a millisecond. He shot one hand out to steady himself against the wall of the freight elevator as every muscle in his body contracted, relaxed, and then spasmed again. His vision went blurry for a moment as his pupils dilated to twice their size, and then came back into focus, sharper than before.
He gasped. Sweat beaded on his forehead. His rushing heartbeat pounded in his ears like a kettledrum. Fingers twitched involuntarily. The pain was still there, but it was distant, like a memory or t
