Chapter 15
For two agonizing hours, the underground vault echoed with the faint, muffled thuds of explosions above.
I sat on the reinforced bench, rocking Noah and Leo until their exhausted crying turned into soft sleep.
Thomas stood near the control panel, his hand resting on his sidearm, monitoring the perimeter feeds.
“Is he... is he going to survive this, Thomas?” I asked, my voice cracking in the silence of the vault.
Thomas turned to look at me, a solemn, respectful expression on his weathered face.
“Mr. Vale hasn't slept more than three hours a night since you disappeared, Miss Cross,” Thomas revealed.
“He searched every corner of the earth for you, driving himself to the brink of insanity.”
“He won't fall tonight.”
“Not when he finally has a reason to live again.”
I looked back at the main security monitor, watching as the remaining enemy vehicles retreated into the woods.
Marcus stood alone in the rain-slicked courtyard, smoke rising from his weapon, his coat torn and bloody.
He looked up directly into one of the security cameras, his dark eyes burning through the lens.
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He raised his hand, making a specific signal that meant the area was completely clear and safe.
Thomas let out a long breath, pressing the control button to disengage the vault’s heavy titanium locks.
