Natale POV
I could feel Andrew's eyes following me as I walked around the upper part of the cellar, which was what I think they called a base.
It was roughly the same size as the whole cellar. There was a couch and a few tables with computers on them, but other then that, it was quite empty. There was a whiteboard with something like a schedule on it, so I guess they used this room for planning or something like that.
I was walking back and forth in the middle of the room trying to come up with a plan for how to save Jackson before they did too much damage to him. If there was still even a chance to save him, I would do anything. But now I was stuck here, no clue what I should or even could do. If there was even a chance to save him....
NO!
I will save him, there is no question about
