Krystal’s POV
The doors of the elevator shut behind us and hissed. I was still looking at the picture in my mind that of Hans, the smirk in his face, the wicked look in his eyes, the way he said, The game was not over. I was shaking with knees. Colt was standing behind me holding the hard drive as though it was the final weapon.
"How come they have that phone?" I whispered.
Colt shook his head. "I don't know." I put it away in a locked drawer in my study. Nobody was supposed to know."
"But they did. I heard my voice distant. "They are ahead."
The lift ascended and was silent save only the noise of my breathing. I felt my breast was strangled. I tried to think, to remain cool. However, that blinked camera in red, the closed door, the message, it all was too big now.
All of a sudden, C
