Ryder’s POV
"Turn the power back on, and kill it again on my mark," I growled softly into the walkie-talkie.
I tightened the black mask covering the lower half of my face, sliding a full magazine into the Glock-19 in my hand with a lethal click. Using the staff-only service elevator, I had managed to ascend undetected amidst the chaos of the initial blackout. My brain was no longer processing rationality or legal consequences. The only thing in my head was dragging Mary out of that bastard's bed, even if I had to burn this hotel to the ground to do it.
The red digital numbers above the elevator doors lit up, indicating the top floor.
"Now," I ordered coldly.
"Sir, you have less than ten minutes before their technicians manually override the system," the voice of my hired hacker cr
