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My hand shakes as I lift my finger to be quiet. I glance at Alex, watching him stroke Lilian’s hand, and my blood turns cold. He seems lost in his own mind, his own thoughts, which gives me a moment to discretely try to loosen CJ’s legs from the ropes.

Alex’s voice startles me, causing me to squeal. “You’ve got ten seconds to choose, Allie. We don’t have time.”

I straighten my back, biting my lip as I struggle to even my breathing. “No, Alex. I don’t want to do this. I don’t want to hurt anyone, and I don’t want you to, either.”

When he looks at me, his eyes are void of emotion, staring right through me. A cold shiver runs up my spine, and before my eyes can take in what I’m seeing, he’s slicing the knife through Lilian’s finger. It slides off to the floor, blood spurting everywhere.

I turn to the side, throwing up everything I’ve eaten today. I clutch my stomach as tremors rake through my body.

This can’t be real. It can’t be.

“Ten seconds, Allie. Ten seconds, then I kill them both.”

I jump at the sound of his voice, getting to my feet. He can’t do this. He can’t.

I have to stop him.

I hold my palms up to him, trying to hide the panic and fear eating away at me. “No. Don’t do this. Don’t do this, Alex.” He’s not hearing me, standing behind the two like they’re prized possessions.

“Ten.”

“Please, Alex, listen to me,” I beg, stepping closer.

“Nine.”

“Oh, God,” I sob, running my fingers through my hair.

“Eight.”

I turn to CJ, the love of my life, then to Lilian, who is sobbing uncontrollably, her eyes glazed over.

“Seven.”

“I can’t do this. I can’t do this,” I chant, glancing back and forth between them.

“Allie, run. Forget about us and run,” CJ screams.

“Six.”

“I can’t leave you,” I tell him, standing there uselessly.

“Five.”

“Don’t let him kill me,” Lilian sobs, her voice weak.

I can’t breathe.

“Four.”

“Allie, look at me, it’s going to be okay,” CJ demands, his voice strong but strained.

“Three.”

“Alex, please, I’m begging you. I’ll do anything, just don’t hurt them,” I plead, searching the room for something to help me.

Maybe I can use something to hit him over the head with.

Jordan, where are the police?

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