CASE SAT BESIDE Fader on the bed, staring at the door to their room. Staring in disbelief. She’d been scared when the black-clad figures burst in, guns raised. Scared—then overjoyed when she realized this was Will’s SWAT team. These people were here to rescue them.
But her joy changed to confusion and then panic. Their rescuers scanned the room, showing no signs of seeing what was in front of them—her and Fader strapped to beds, Link standing guard beside them.
She’d screamed then. Fader, too. Screamed, shouted, yelled. But the SWAT team, showing no more signs of hearing them than they had of seeing them, had turned and left.
Left the room. Left the hospital. Left them here—prisoners still.
Link, their Hollow Boy guard, had unstrapped Fader. After Link left, locking them again in the r
