CHAPTER 9
“Hak-Kun?” Kennedy called into the darkness. Her ears were still ringing with the sound of her own scream that had woken her up when something scurried across her leg. “Hak-Kun?”
Was it night now? How could he have left her in here? Wasn’t she supposed to meet with someone from the Embassy?
Maybe it was just all the time alone without any windows or outside light. Maybe she’d really only been here a few hours total. She tried to count the meals she’d eaten but couldn’t remember.
“Hak-Kun?” she called again, straining her eyes to try to detect the rodent that had woken her up.
Tears leaked down her cheeks. This wasn’t fair. She’d kept her composure, promised herself that the embassy would get her out of this cell. How many hours, how many days had she been telling herself the
