But if Marion wasn't coming, Debra didn't know what would happen to her.
The thought sent a shiver through her bones. She pounded her fist against the door, frustration fueling her.
"Open up. I need to speak to Drake."
"Save your breath, Ms. Frazier. No one opens that door without his orders."
"So, if I die here, that's fine with you?"
"Even if you die, I can't open the door without his orders."
Realizing the futility, she stepped away from the door, her mind racing. Waiting for Drake to release her wasn't an option. She needed a plan.
Her gaze swept over the room, pausing on the stacked bottles of wine. An idea began to take shape.
Hours crawled by, the silence inside the cellar thickening like a shroud. Outside, Lara shifted nervously. It had been almost ten hours, and not a sound had come from within.
Upstairs in the study, Drake was playing chess alone.
Kale entered, carrying a tray of dinner. "Marion's men seem to have vanished. We're still looking for their hideouts. Someone inside the city might be helping them."
Drake barely glanced at the meal. "And Debra?"
"Still in the cellar."
"No noise, no fuss?"
"No."
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