Somehow, miracle of all miracles, Richardwas there, and he wrapped his arms firmly around me and helped me to the ground. Dust streaked his face, and there was a shallow cut below his eye, but he was there. He was okay. “What happened, Kitty?”
“Goulding—Goulding is dead, and there are armed soldiers heading our way,” I said through gritted teeth. I could feel a sharp edge of bone tearing at my skin, trying to slide out. “I have the file.”
“Figured that was where you were,” said Knox, but he couldn’t hide the naked relief on his face. “I’m getting you out of here.”
I tried to put pressure on my broken foot, and excruciating pain shot through me like a thousand volts of electricity. “I can’t—I can’t walk.”
Shouts echoed down the hallway. The soldiers were getting closer. “I’ll carry you,
