THIRD PERSON POV
They dragged Storm through the warehouse without saying a word. Her boots scraped across the concrete floor, the harsh sound echoing through the enormous building as men stopped whatever they were doing to watch her pass. Some looked curious and some looked amused.
A few looked disappointed that she was still conscious. Storm ignored every one of them. Fighting now would accomplish nothing. She'd already tested the strength of the men holding her.
She'd already learned how quickly they reacted. Now it was time to learn something more valuable. She watched. Every doorway, every hallway, every staircase and every camera mounted high beneath the steel beams.
She counted guards. Not just where they stood but how they stood and who watched the entrances and who watched each
