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“Why does he want you?”

I look at her.

“Because he thinks he can use me to get my daughter.”

“You have a daughter?”

“Yes.”

“How old?”

“Eighteen.”

“Does she know you're here?”

My throat tightens.

“I don't know.”

I look at the door.

“But her father does.”

A fist pounds against the metal.

“Brooks!”

I raise the gun.

“Open the door!”

“No.”

“I'll start shooting through it.”

“You already tried that.”

Jasmine looks at me like I've lost my mind.

Maybe I have.

“Navarro wants you alive,” the man shouts.

“Then shooting through the door seems like a bad idea.”

Silence.

Lily whispers, “You're making him mad.”

“That's the idea.”

“What happens when he gets really mad?”

I don't have a good answer for that.

The radio suddenly erupts.

“Vehicles approaching south road!”