CHAPTER 24
ELI SHRANK INTO the corner as the door to room seven flew open. Two people stepped inside, one from each side of the doorway, both with guns drawn.
And both barrels pointed straight at his head.
“Hands up,” the woman in the tailored suit said, motioning with her head.
Eli complied.
“Who the f**k are you?” the guy alongside her demanded.
“Who are you?” Eli asked back, trying to keep the quake out of his voice.
The woman stepped forward, and her gun didn’t waver. “Answer the question.”
She kept her voice soft, controlled, and Eli knew instinctively that she was the more dangerous of the two. Not that the guy was soft in any way. His eyes burned with anger while the woman’s stayed ice cold.
Eli kept quiet, but the man tried again.
“What are you doing here?”
“I’m looking
