Kara was 170 cm tall, but in Frank Harper's arms, her body looked tiny. She was now like a doll that listened to her owner's heartbeat.

After a while, nothing happened to the walls surrounding them. The guards could no longer be heard, only Rowan's voice grumbling incoherently.

"My grandson!" The old man raised his volume again. "I know you must be hiding somewhere. Don't feel like you've won because I won't leave until you come out."

Kara's worry surged again. Being in that narrow space for ...