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The first sign of life from the outside world was a knock at my door.

I was lying in my bunk, miserable, thinking about Connor, Johnny, and Sebastian. Hopefully the FBI would find some evidence to exonerate Connor, and he would be out soon. Hopefully Johnny and Sebastian would find something they could take to the authorities and use to nail Miranda against the wall – and maybe save me in the process. Or maybe, just maybe, Eve might be able to pinpoint my location and call in the cavalry.

While I was daydreaming, I heard a light rapping on wood. I looked up in surprise and terror.

This might be it.

This might be the end.

“Who’s there?” I called out, my voice trembling.

There was no answer. Well, no human voice, anyway.

Instead they pushed some food through the gap beneath my door.

I heard the scrape of the paper plate across linoleum, and looked down to see a sandwich outlined in the dim light from the hallway.

Suddenly I wasn’t afraid anymore. I was pissed.

Miranda kidnaps me, then doesn’t even bother to threaten me – she just gives me a sandwich?!

“Hey!” I called out loudly, and jumped up from the bed. “Hey!”

No answer.

I banged on the door. “HEY! OPEN THE DOOR!”

Nothing happened, so I got down on the floor and listened at the gap.

The click click of footsteps receded in the distance, followed by the whining creak of a door opening and closing.

Bastards.

I pulled the bread apart and found some half-decent cheese and cold-cuts with mustard. I sniffed at it and wondered if they were trying to drug me. Then I reasoned that they could have figured out some other way to drug me if they wanted to – like messing with the water in my room, or bursting in and sticking me with a needle.

I took a bite.

Not bad.

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