Escape by Emmy Chandler

Author:Emmy Chandler [Chandler, Emmy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Emerson Ink
Published: 2018-10-24T16:00:00+00:00

“Lilliana!” I wake up with her name on my lips, her face carved into my memory.

“Relax. She’s fine,” Justin says, and I turn my head to find him typing on a tablet at the metal desk by the wall.

Lab B. I haven’t been here in months. There hasn’t been any reason for them to put me in here since Brennan concluded the first phase of medical testing and moved on to field observations.

This isn’t the main lab space. Which means…

I try to sit up and a strap cuts into my chest. Moving my arms reveals that my wrists are similarly restrained. I haven’t been strapped to a lab table in nearly a year.

“Where’s Lilli?”

“Lab A.” Justin points across the room, and I turn to my right to see that the wall between the two labs is currently transparent. I have a full view of Lilli, lying on the table in the next room. She’s strapped down, even though she still appears to be unconscious, while a couple of lab techs work at desks against the wall.

There has to be a reason for the transparent wall. If Brennan’s letting me see Lilli, it’s because she wants to study my reaction. There’s a reason for everything she does, and that reason rarely has anything to do with what I need or want.

Lilli is covered by a sheet. There’s a reason for that, too.

“Let me up,” I demand as the beast prowls around in my head, stomping and cursing in anger. “I need to see her.”

Justin snorts. “You can see her from there.”

“Brennan!” I shout. “Get the fuck in here!”

“That’s not going to—” The door to lab B slides open, and Justin’s mouth snaps shut.

“I don’t take orders from you, Captain Sotelo,” Dr. Brennan declares as she marches into sight, just out of arm’s reach from the table I’m strapped to. As if she doesn’t trust the straps.

“Yet here you are.” In fact, based on the eagerness swimming in her eyes, I’m betting she asked to be called the second either Lilli or I woke up. “What’s wrong with her?”

Instead of answering, Brennan pulls a rolling stool over and sits next to my table, still just out of reach. “What all do you know about Ms. Malone, Captain?” she asks, tapping on the tablet on her lap. The device is transparent, but the print is backward from where I’m lying, and it’s very small.

“Less than you do.” Yet more than enough.

Mine, the beast growls, and I silently assure him that I agree.

“What’s wrong with her?” I repeat.

“Nothing is wrong with her. Absolutely nothing, other than slight anemia, which we’re already treating, and an equally slight level of dehydration. Which we’ve already fixed with intravenous fluids.”

“What about those hormone levels?” I try to glare at her, but there’s just no way to look threatening while you’re strapped to a table, staring up at someone. “What’s wrong with her hormones?”

“Nothing. There is absolutely nothing wrong with her. The levels of a couple her hormones are surprising, but not abnormal.

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