Sometimes, the only escape is to push through until it"s over, one way or the other.
Sometimes, the only escape is to push through until it"s over, one way or the other.* * *
The footsteps echoed from the hall outside Scarlett"s cell. The hollow metal sound grew closer until it stopped at her door.
“Dax, no. I… I don"t have time to explain,” Scarlett whispered. She glanced up at the camera in the ceiling. “Listen, just shut up and wait "till I give the word.”
“But…” His voice rose in pitch, sounding like a child"s.
“Shhh.”
“Fine.”
Scarlett rolled onto her back on the hard cot bolted to the wall of her small cell. A short while ago, she"d expected to die in this tiny room aboard the Universal Dynamics Industries research space station. Even if she did manage to get out of the holding
