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Ridley slowed and turned completely, but Archer was definitely no longer behind her. “No, no, no,” she gasped, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. She wiped rain from her face again as she looked around. How long had he been gone?
Her eyes darted down as something scratched her leg: Ember. Was that good news or bad? If Ember was alive, did that mean Archer was alive somewhere too? Or did it mean Ember had squirmed away from him before something terrible had happened?
She picked up the cat, then turned fully on the spot, her heart thudding wildly. What was she supposed to do now? Stick to the plan. That’s what Archer would tell her to do. Stick to the plan, and I’ll meet you there. But what if he was hurt and couldn’t get to the hotel? He was the only one of them who h
