After several rounds, her attention shifted from the screen to Bryson, who had been feigning sleep, his eyes closed and his breathing even.

Despite the noise, he seemed undisturbed.

Hannah studied him intently, a small frown creasing her forehead.

Even after all this time together, Bryson remained an enigma to her.

“Am I that fascinating to look at?”

Bryson murmured without opening his eyes, catching Hannah off-guard.

Hannah’s cheeks warmed, and she turned her attention back to her phone with a huff.

“Don’t flatter yourself.

One eyebrow arched, Bryson finally opened his eyes, meeting her gaze with a playful spark.

“Why not? Might as well consider me a narcissist.

“Humph!” was all Hannah managed, her mock annoyance failing to mask her embarrassment.

7 o’clock, Hannah slipped

into a sleek, high ponytail and settled a peaked cap on her

a casual look, a black sports coat

for a college student, his

leisurely spring outing than a visit

associate Charlie took the lead, driving off to

Charlie adjusted his hat and turned to Hannah with

a moment

your way in through the same

“Okay.

vehicle and surveyed

tense moments, he

to Dotson

“Let’s move.

out of the car and

familiar tunnel, darkness enveloped them, the path ahead swallowed by shadow,

flashlight, casting eerie shadows against the damp

hushed his companions with a

it down from here

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