He felt tense, alert for any chance to escape, the knowledge that Riley was nearby his only comfort. The fear in her brown eyes hurt Tristan more than any bullet could; knowing that a trained sniper was on their side hadn’t helped her. The moment a shot was fired, he knew Riley wouldn’t be far behind, so he prepared to sacrifice himself and draw their attention. Maybe if he took every bullet, there’d be none left for Victoria. On entering the building through a rusting door, they’d found themselves in a small office with dust-covered desks and filing cabinets. Derek and Jane had ushered them through another door to a loading bay with a tall, wide garage door to let trucks in. A few empty pallets and discarded cardboard boxes littered the room’s corners. On one side, tall stacks of boxes made it hard to tell if another exit stood beyond them. From the dust and general disrepair, it seemed no one had used the place in quite a while. The two captives stood in the room’s center while the pair with guns barred the way out.
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