I followed Medusa through the hidden door, stepping into a narrow, dimly lit corridor that seemed to stretch endlessly ahead.
It was obvious she had prepared for just about any disaster. But now that she'd triggered the countdown, this whole place would be blowing sky-high any minute. She had no choice but to run–- just like me and Roda. If we didn't move fast, we were going to be buried alive.
I could hear Roda's hurried footsteps echoing behind me. She was close, following my lead. But my attention was locked solely on Medusa.
I wasn't going to let this turn into another disaster like with Nora — that mess where John and I had failed to take her down. And because of that failure, she did something to Amelia.
I wouldn't let Medusa slip away like I did with Nora.
She was sprinting ahead, her silhouette flickering in the faint emergency lights, but I was gaining on her. Medusa glanced back at me over her shoulder, a smile on her lips.
