Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

What belief?

Maja couldn't guess, not after hearing those words. She was too far gone to stay calm.

She took a deep breath. "So how do we communicate with her?"

Right now, communication was the biggest hurdle. Cynthia recoiled from any human contact, going into a state of distress with just

a touch.

And she couldn't hear if they spoke.

The doctor lifted a hand to massage his temple. "We haven't figured that out yet. We'll see if the engineering team can break

through the basement's defenses. Until then, we're being monitored around the clock."

He gestured to their surroundings.

Standing up, Maja scanned the area. "Can't we just cut the power?"

The engineering team shook their heads, clearly frustrated. "We can cut power everywhere on the island, but this circuit is

isolated. The main switch is encased in a solid steel box. We've tried shooting it, explosives, nothing damages it. Plus, it's got

backup from wind, solar, you nit."

Maja's impatience grew.

Meanwhile, Cynthia leaned against the wall, her forehead slick with sweat.

Just knowing there were people around her was overwhelming, covering her in sweat.

A chain was still clamped around her ankle. As she slid off the bed to move around, the clanking of the chain dragged across the

floor, echoing in the room.

Maja sat on the bed, suddenly feeling defeated.

Especially after watching Cynthia navigate to the bathroom with such familiarity, it was clear she knew the basement like the back

hand. No one knew how many years she'd

continued their inspection, and the doctor reviewed the notes he'd

a few minutes of silence, the bathroom door

as no one touched her, she could pretend they

Braille? Just a few simple

attempted that as well. No matter what we present her

She—"

"What is it?"

fingers show signs

"What do you mean?"

severed her three fingers once, then

feeling a surge of

her traumatic stress disorder,

history of having her

at

One, the engineering team figure out the design of this room,

mind, being here means she has to

the device that can

behind all

Both options were daunting.

to hold Cynthia captive

to make the basement a

they could

quietly wiping his

"Beck?"

his voice hoarse. "What

bed, his mother imprisoned, and the

of

that research facility. Those with gifts

sdetails

facility."

Patric, with a decade of lan's memories, or Eric

they could pinpoint the location of the research

his eyes again, composed

someone

sight any longer, Maja left the basement and felt the

where they had spent the last