13Rachel followed her fellow escapees down low-lit tunnel hallways. They turned so many times, she wondered if she’d made a mistake following them. No matter how many questions she asked, they merely marched onward in silence. It was as if they couldn’t handle more input from her until the first command had been completely executed.
Uppermost in her mind the whole time she walked behind them was she had been destined to share their fate. She pushed away her terror at the thought because she didn’t have time to indulge in any sort of mental meltdown over what might have happened. Or what might still happen if she didn’t get away.
Just as she decided to order them to stop again, they both halted. The buzzing in her head started up when one turned to meet the other’s gaze. Some silent commu
