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Hot tears spilled down her face as she thought of Sam, how he would take all of this on himself. But it was her fault. She shouldn’t have gone with the man.

She wouldn’t.

She stopped, turned toward her assailant, the barrel of the gun near her eye.

He didn’t want to kill her here. Knew he’d be caught.

“Move!” he growled, and a door above them slammed open.

“Kathryn!”

Sam. Coming down the stairs!

The man yanked her back, hand fisting painfully in her hair, gun pressed to the side of her head.

Footsteps echoed, fast along the metal steps. Sam turned the corner, weapon drawn.

He met Kat’s eyes, and she wondered if this would be their last moment together.