Page 44 of Regret

Scarlet made a beeline for the stairs but he grabbed her wrist. “No. They are probably already on their way up the stairs.”

“So what are we supposed to do now?” Fear spread over her face, her big eyes clouded with panic.

“We take the elevator.”

He didn’t think it was possible, but she paled even more. “Um, we can’t.”

“Yes, we can.”

“What if they are already in the elevator on their way up?” She was shaking.

For just a fleeting moment he had the urge to wrap her in his arms and to tell her everything would be fine, but he couldn’t. Firstly, because he didn’t want to lie to her. And secondly, because he didn’t care…or that was what he told himself.

He glanced at the steel doors. “There are two elevators. We just need to pray the one that opens for us first is empty. Now let’s go.” He pulled her in the direction of the elevators and pressed the down button.

Scarlet yanked her wrist from his hand and stepped back. “I really can’t.”

“You can’t what?”

For a second it actually looked like she was about to throw up. “I can’t go on the elevator.”

“Unless you would like to free-fall down this seven-story building, you don’t have a fucking choice.”

Scarlet cursed and pulled her hands down her face as she started pacing.

When Hunter noticed the light flicker on the number of the floor below them, he held out the gun and cocked it before aiming at the elevator door—just in case the elevator wasn’t empty.

The ding of the elevator caused both of them to stiffen. With the adrenaline pumping through his veins, that sound might as well have been a damn bomb going off right next to his head.

“Get behind me.”

Scarlet didn’t move.

“Get behind me, now!”

She moved in behind him and Hunter kept the gun aimed at the elevator door.

And then it opened.

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