The footsteps echoed in the hallway, each step sending a pulse of dread through Leila’s body. The walls around her seemed to close in, amplifying the weight of Martin’s warning. If she didn’t make a choice now, she might not live to regret it.
Martin’s eyes narrowed, signaling her to keep quiet as he moved to lock the door. Eric positioned himself by the window, peering outside to assess their options. The tension in the room was suffocating. Sophie sat frozen, her face pale, clutching her knees as if that alone would shield her from the danger closing in.
“They’re coming for me, aren’t they?” Leila whispered, barely audible.
Martin shot her a hard look. “Yes, and they’re not here for a friendly chat. If we’re getting you out, it has to be now.”
Eric turned from the window, his face gr
