As soon as the lights went out, Madison felt the panic swallow the calmness she had felt just moments before. “Do you lose power out here often?" she asked, doing her best to keep her voice from trembling.
Logan shook his head, which Madison only saw thanks to the light of the moon filtering through the windows. “Almost never," he told her as he grabbed her arm and led her to the hallway, instead of remaining there out in the open.
Her back against the wall, Madison sucked in a deep breath, her fingers curling into tight fists. “Then, this is probably..." She couldn't finish the sentence. Finishing it would make it true. She didn't want it to be true.
Logan must never have heard of that superstition. “Doyle," Logan hissed, and in that moment, Madison knew Doyle had found her.
“Do you t
