“So am I,” Ben said.
“You have a wife and two children in the hospital,” I snapped.
“That is exactly why I’m not letting these men follow us back.”
Another shot cracked overhead.
Dust drifted from the ceiling.
Daniel checked his phone.
“No signal.”
“They’re jamming it,” Evelyn said.
“How many exits?”
“Two.”
“Weapons?”
“One shotgun. The flare gun. A revolver in the tunnel.”
Daniel looked at me.
“You go first.”
“No.”
“Claire.”
“I am done being moved around like evidence.”
Samuel’s voice came through a speaker in the ceiling.
“Evelyn, you cannot stay underground forever.”
She went pale.
He continued.
