Behindthehazmatsuit,themanager''''stempletwitched.Hisexpressiondarkenedashestaredatherforalongmomentbeforefinallyturningawaywithoutanotherword.Heleft,logthedoorsecurelybehindhim,again.
Sileledovertheroomagai.Reyaleanedagainsttheheadboard,handpressedtoherforehead—stillburning.Butthechaotiergyinsideherhadgraduallyquieted.Thoughnotfullytamed,itwasnolongerasrestlessaswhenshefirstwoke.
Shegnceddownattheclothstripsandsanchherlimbs.Theknotsweretight,butfabri''''tsteel.Oncesheregainedabitmorestrength,theserestraintswouldn''''tholdher.
Julian''''sdeathstirredlittleinher.Ifnoonehadbargedin,shewould''''vedrainedhimdry,andhe''''dhavediedallthesame.Whattrulyintriguedherwaswhetherthemanagerhadbeentheonewhoopehatdoor.HadhefinishedJulianaftershepassedout,thendraggedherinthisbasement?
Sheclosedhereyes,steadyingherbreath.Afewmorehours,andshe''''dfullyabsorbtheremnantsofJulian''''senergy.Then,shecouldbreakfree.
Andasforthemanager—
Amanwho''''drepeatedlygropedheratwork,nowkeepingherlockeduphere—whatelsecouldhewantbutthat?
Airkcurledherlips.
Ifhedaredyahandonher...deathwouldn''''tbefarbehind.
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