Aiden landed hard on his back in the dark, all the air rushing from his punished body on impact. He groaned and rolled on his side, flinching away from filthy cloth and overpowering stench. Aiden crawled to his knees, forcing himself to move, knowing he had little time to act before Tremaine came after them. He stumbled around in the dark for a full minute before he realized he knew where he was. He stood in his father's study. Reacher was passed out on the floor under the window where he ...