Chapter Eleven
‘Sophia, can you hear me?’
He sounded Russian.
Her eyes stung from the light and her brain felt two sizes too big for her skull. She was sitting somewhere, but she could only make out muted sounds and dark blurs. Had she gotten to the river? She couldn’t even remember hitting the water. Or what happened to Damien and Jay.
‘Why am I…’ Her voice cracked through dry lips.
‘My name is Doctor Adamicz.’
He spoke softly. His head and shoulders came into focus. He watched her with faded blue eyes through wire-rimmed glasses. The man looked in his 70s, civilian, oddly calm. If there was menace behind his eyes, it wasn’t coming out to play.
He stood about five meters before her. Unarmed. She could take him down. Clear the room. Find Damien and Jay.
But not just yet.
She could
