Samantha's POV
The evening air seemed to get colder as the woman fixed steadfast and stern eyes on me. Her demeanor exuded calm assurance, as though she had expected every action we had taken up to now. Our backs on the wall, Alex and I stood side by side and could see our breaths in the cold. The street around us was still; the weight of what was about to happen muffled out the typical noises of a metropolis.
She kept saying, "There's nowhere left to hide," stepping forward. "You have few alternatives. And you are merely postponing the unavoidable if you believe you can keep escaping.
Alex's jaw clenched, and I could sense his irritation flowing off him in waves. He added, his voice tinged with anger, "If you're here to silence us, then get on with it." But don't pretend you have a ro
