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Christian figured it was too much of a hassle to explain the full story—what this dungeon was really for, and the entire Sue family history that came with it.
So instead, he simply pressed the cold metal key into Eliza’s palm. “It’s easy. Third floor underground. Just open the iron gate and leave right after. Don’t stick around. If Tristan asks, say you found the key on the floor.”
Hands pressed together like he was praying, Christian pleaded, “I’d go with you, but if Tristan finds out I sent you to let him out, I’ll be the next one in there.”
“That’s it! Please–just get Halbert out. I really think something bad’s going to happen.”
And with that, Christian took off, not even giving her a chance to say no.
Let Halbert out?
As if she were that easy to convince.
But then Eliza remembered that photo–Halbert in her mother’s arms. That brat might just deserve a shred of sympathy after all.
She took the key and headed downstairs.
Sure enough, the third underground level was freezing the moment she stepped off the elevator. Not far off was a sealed, solid iron door with only a small inspection window.
Eliza hesitated.
This doesn’t look like any “dungeon” I imagined…
The faint clinking of chains reached her ears.
They chained Halbert? Are they for real?
“What kind of family punishment is this?” she muttered.
“Halbert?”
Her voice echoed in the darkness, but no one answered.
Christian had said all she had to do was unlock the door. The rest wasn’t her business.
So Eliza inserted the key and turned it.
Click.
The door swung open from inside,
A powerful force yanked her forward, pulling her into the room before she had time to react. But in a split- second burst of clarity, Eliza realized what was happening–Halbert had tried to trap her and make his
escape.
Quick as lightning, she slammed the door shut behind her.
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“Eliza! What the hell did you just do?” Halbert’s face darkened.
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“You were trying to lock me in, weren’t you?” she shot back coldly. “Well now neither of us is leaving.”
She hadn’t even gotten a good look at the place, but the air was thick with the sharp, metallic scent of blood.
Something else was in here.
She squinted into the dark, but couldn’t make anything out.
“What’s in here with us?”
“Wolves.”
Eliza turned to Halbert, barely visible in the faint light seeping in from the window.
“Wolves?” she repeated calmly. “So you guys feed wrongdoers to wolves. Charming.”
Halbert stared. Her priorities are seriously messed up.
“So what’s the escape plan?” she asked.
“There was one. Not anymore.”
He looked pointedly at the key still in her hand.
His original plan had been to lock her in and bolt. He hadn’t expected her to be faster.
Now they were both stuck.
He glanced at her slender arms and petite frame. She won’t last an hour.
“What are you looking at me like that for? You tried to kill me first. I was just following Christian’s directions. But since you tried to pull that stunt, now we’re both here. If I die, I’m dragging you with me. That’s the only fair outcome.”
She was no saint. If she could bring him down with her, she’d call it even.
While they talked, the wolves–two of them–started to grow restless.
Clearly annoyed by being ignored, their glowing eyes cut through the darkness, focused on the two intruders.
Eliza could feel their gaze. She couldn’t see their bodies, but those pairs of wild, hungry eyes said it all.
Starving wolves. Saliyating beasts. Their teeth could tear her throat open in seconds.
Her pupils narrowed.
She hadn’t meant it–dying with/Halbert was not on the agenda.
He could go to hell alone.
“How long do you think until someone realizes I’m missing?”
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Halbert glanced toward the cell door, calculating. “Right now, it’s Tristan and Ronaldo’s nap hour. They sleep about two hours. Add thirty minutes to realize you’re missing, another hour to search. Fastest case? Three hours.”
Three hours with starving wolves. In the dark.
Eliza’s heart thudded in her chest.
This might be harder than she thought.
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