Vlad’s last conscious thought was of pressing the panic button. He hoped to god that it worked. He slowly opened his eyes and glanced around the room. A sterile cell stared back at him. There were no windows, no bed, and no bathroom. Still, it was better than some of the prison camps he’d escaped from. As he slowly oriented himself, he wondered where the others were. Had Brendan and Alex been captured as well? Had they gotten the distress signal in time to get the hell out of there?
“Oh, my mercenary friend, you’re awake.” Donovan’s pleasant voice cut through his thoughts, making him tense in response. He shifted quickly, making sure he was still alone in the room. The movement cost him. The room dipped and spun, causing his stomach to rebel.
“I have to say, you’re impressive. To withsta
