Page 95 of Hidden Chance

“I didn’t. God always does. Can you save them?” She pointed at the screen. “They’re both together and still moving.”

“We’ll save them, or we’ll die trying,” Peter said. “Su Su, you keep in contact, and let us know where to stop.”

“You make them pay, Peter. You bring Jemi home, and you make sure they pay.”

“Don’t worry. You know I would die for her.”

Hannah grunted and tried to lift her head but stopped when a sharp pain radiated down her back. She tried to touch her head with her hand but couldn’t.

She whimpered as memories filtered through her mind, unraveling the fog and reminding her what had happened. Someone had broken in. Someone was after them, and—She blinked, but her eyes were fuzzy. Her arms strained to move again but wouldn’t cooperate.

“Hannah?” a woman’s voice whispered. It was familiar, but the sound bounced around in her head, and she didn’t know if what she was hearing was only a memory. They’d killed Jemi.

Hannah’s head sagged farther when she recalled the gunshot she’d heard.

She tried again to lift her head, and her stomach lurched. “Jemi.” The name fell from her lips like a dirge. “Jemi.”

“Hannah?”

Hannah held her breath, listening. Someonewassaying her name. Maybe she was safe. She tilted her head to the side, taking slow breaths to steady the dizziness. The figure nearby was indistinct at first, but the details slowly came into focus.

“Jemi? It is you. It can’t be.”

“Why not?”

“You’re dead. I thought they killed you.”

“Not quite.”

Hannah felt faint and dropped her head back down. “I think I’m going to be sick.”

“It’s okay. Take your time. Relax and focus. And keep breathing. You got a concussion. Those take time to recover from.”

“It wasn’t this bad when Robby knocked me out.”

“Robby knocked you out? When?”

“When he thought I was the one behind the trouble over here. I was trying to escape.”

“And I thought Peter gave me a hard time. My guess is Robby went a little easier on you than whoever it was that knocked you out this time. I was worried. You’ve been unconscious for a long time.”

“My neck hurts a lot.”

“It should. It’s been hanging for a while. Don’t rush it. Just do what you can.”

Hannah stretched her head slowly to one side, then the other. “Do you know where we are?”

“No.”

“Do you know what they want with us?” Her voice wavered.

“Don’t be afraid. This is not the time to panic. You can do that later. Once we’re safe. Right now, I want you to save your energy.”

“You think we’ll make it out of here?”

“Not really. But we won’t know until we try, right? God’s gotten me out of far worse situations before. What’s one more?”

“Right.”

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