CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Despite having been in the cell multiple times, Jessie still felt a surge of adrenaline course through her body, making her fingertips tingle. She breathed out slowly, reminding herself that everything in the world was essentially the same as it had been ten seconds prior.
You can handle this.
She forced herself not to dwell on the fact that she was entering the same confined space as a man who had butchered nineteen people, and those were just the ones the authorities could verify. Some law enforcement officials thought the true number might be more than double that.
Don’t fixate on the past. That gives him the advantage. Stay in the moment.
She forced herself to concentrate on the details of the room. It was divided into two sections, separated by a thick glass wall.
