Chapter Thirty-Four
"Outside?" Amber choked out, the word a strangled gasp as she backed away from the metal table. Her dark eyes darted to the concrete ceiling, as if she could see through the floorboards to the woods above. "How could he be outside? Marcus, you said this place was off the grid! You said nobody knew about this cabin!"
"Nobody did!" Marcus yelled, his composure completely fracturing. He lunged for the burner phone, his hands shaking so badly he nearly dropped it again. He threw a wild, panicked look at the small, barred window near the ceiling. "He must have put a tracker on my truck. Or hers. The bastard played us."
I let out a breathless, ragged laugh against the plastic zip-ties cutting into my wrists. The terror that had suffocated me in the trunk of the car evapora
