The narrow, suffocating air pocket of the drainage trench transformed instantly into a psychological pressure cooker.
A single beam of blinding, high-powered blue light sliced through the pitch-black darkness from the tiny drill hole in the concrete slab directly above them. The high-pitched whine of the laser drill died out, replaced by the chillingly calm hiss of the static coming from the attached wireless audio speaker.
*00:59... 00:58... 00:57...*
The digital click of the countdown timer on Julian’s end echoed clearly through the tiny enclosure. Sixty seconds before the colorless, odorless stream of liquid carbon monoxide would pump through the opening, sealing their doom.
"Vivian," Dominic growled low in his throat, his deep voice vibrating hard against her chest as he kept his m
