Gabriel suddenly stops.
Russ nearly slams into him.
“What?”
Gabriel lifts one fist.
Silence.
Then I hear it.
Voices ahead.
Not behind us.
Ahead.
My blood goes ice cold.
A faint red glow pulses around the bend.
Gabriel’s jaw tightens.
Russ raises his weapon.
Hannah’s hand tightens on my vest.
I ease her behind me.
Slowly.
Carefully.
Then a voice comes through the tunnel speakers.
Smooth.
Male.
Amused.
“Dr. Bowers.”
Hannah goes still.
The tunnel seems to stop breathing.
The voice continues.
“We were wondering when you would remember the way home.”
Hannah’s fingers dig into my back.
Hard enough to hurt.
Good.
Pain means she’s here.
