Dave, unaware of the fear building inside her, glanced at his watch.

“It’s been thirty minutes,” he said coldly as he glanced back at Reese. “Who told you to do it? I want answers.”

Reese didn’t respond.

Wyatt swiftly approached her, and a wicked grin appeared on his face that didn’t reach his eyes. He sharply said, “What’s wrong? Can’t hear him? After everything you’ve done, you still haven’t made up your mind? You’re really not afraid to die?”

Zane, on the other ...