The rope snapped again.
Jae-Hyun heard her scream before he saw her.
Kendella's heart had already climbed into her throat, choking her as she felt her body drop another. inch toward the pavement twenty stories below.
Twenty floors, Jae-Hyun snarled internally, his lungs screaming for air as he bypassed the dead elevator. Who the hell keeps a "secret"
He wasn't climbing the stairs like a normal man. He was taking them three, four at a time.
On the roof, the masked man didn't move. He stood over the ledge, watching the last few strands of the rope fray against the steel. He let out a low, distorted chuckle as he watched Kendella's fingers turn white, then blue, as she clawed at the air.
The roof door didn't just open; it exploded off its hinges.
Jae-Hyun skidded onto the gravel of the terrace, his chest heaving, his eyes instantly locking onto the masked figure standing over the ledge.
"Step. Back," Jae-Hyun rasped, his voice sounding like shifting gravel.
