When Charlotte woke up, soft light filtered into her view, and she stared up at an opulent ceiling, the kind you see in luxury hotels.
"Charlotte, you're finally awake!"
Her left hand was suddenly grasped, and Hannah's excited voice rang in her ears.
Charlotte frowned; her mind was still replaying the moment Leon had almost strangled her to death. "Where am I? Why am I here?"
Hannah promptly replied, "Charlotte, we're in a hotel. You need to stay here for tonight. Early tomorrow morning, Major General Hollander will personally escort you to the national secret research base."
With a relieved sigh, Hannah asked, "Are you still feeling dizzy or nauseous? The doctor checked you out just now—you suffered mild oxygen deprivation! That jerk Leon, how dare he treat you like that? Next ti
