The car sped into the basement, and Mike carried me through a door. It opened to the gym, and we kept going until we were in the kitchen. After he set me down in the middle of the room, he swept it. Four more men followed and they went in opposite directions. They were checking the perimeter.
I couldn’t form a thought, much less a decision, so I stayed and swayed on my feet.
“Clear.”
“Clear.”
“Clear.”
“Clear.”
“Clear.”
I glanced around the kitchen and croaked out, “Clear in here.”
Someone laughed somewhere in the building, but all seemed quiet as they filtered down to the kitchen area. Nope, only three of them did. Two were missing.
Mike said, “They took point outside your elevator.”
Oh. Of course. The elevator. Couldn’t forget the elevator.
“Emma.”
I turned. It was Mike speaki
