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“There’s more,” he said, looking to Fox, who nodded tightly.

“We also discovered an email that indicates someone might be trying to sell the wonder drug Athena Team have been working on,” Fox informed them.

There was no need for the man to say more.

The person who was trying to sell the drug to a notorious arms dealer was none other than Scarlett herself.

CHAPTER TWO

January 8th

2:14 P.M.

How soon was too soon to lose your mind after being kidnapped?

There was no such thing.

Right?

At least Scarlett hoped so because she was already dangerously close to losing her mind, and she’d only been here for …

Who knew how long.

But it couldn’t be all that long.

Or she was praying it hadn't.

Whatever she’d been drugged with had knocked her out completely, long enough for her to be transported from her home to this dungeon.

Yep.

An actual dungeon.

It was like she had stepped onto the set of a movie. The walls were made of stone as were the floors. There were no windows, and it was simultaneously cold and stuffy. There were dark stains on the stone that she didn't have to use her imagination to figure out where they’d come from. Three of the four walls of her prison cell were stone, and the fourth—the front one—was made of metal bars that ran from the floor to the ceiling.

Trapped.

No way out.

Panic bubbled up inside her, coming out in a hysterical laugh.

See.

Losing it.

Had to be.

Because all she could think about was her childhood and her parents’ “training exercises”. While they were both in the military and away on deployments more than they were home, when they were home, they liked to teach their kids how to survive once they joined the military themselves. Which they had believed was a foregone conclusion.

Only she and her twin brother, Zander, hadn't wanted to join the military.

Living with their grandparents until they died when she and her brother were thirteen, they had then been put in foster care. Their parents weren't going to give up the careers they loved just because somebody had to raise their kids.

In an effort to finally gain their approval—and by extension, their love—Zander eventually caved in to the pressure and joined the Army. Smart, hardworking, dedicated, and loyal, her brother excelled and became a member of the elite Delta Force.

Eighteen months had passed since her brother had been killed in action.

Leaving her all alone in the world.

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