The deafening roar all around made Elodie's heart pound in her chest. She stared at the rising dust clouds in the
distance—they were coming fast, the danger nearly upon them.
She knew exactly why: the entire team was making an emergency evacuation, scrambling to escape with all
their equipment.
Her expression grew tense. "All right, pack up the gear-make sure nothing gets left behind or broken."
She barely finished before stooping to retrieve her phone from the ground. The screen was shattered, jagged
from where it had struck the rocks, but it still flickered to life-barely usable.
With the crowd surging around her, Elodie moved quickly toward the exit, punching in Jarrod's number as she
walked. The situation here was spiraling into chaos; she had to stop Jarrod from coming anywhere near.
But-
"We're sorry, the number you have dialed is currently unavailable..."
That sterile, automated voice squeezed her heart with icy fingers.
A vague, suffocating sense of dread swept over her.
She reached the car and paused, trying Jarrod's number again.
Sresult-no signal, no answer.
Elodie drew in a shaky breath, climbed into the back seat, and immediately called Esmeralda instead. Esmeralda
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The car door slammed shut and they sped onto the main road. Gunfire rattled in the distance. Elodie had always
known that her hcountry was strong, that ordinary citizens rarely experienced this kind of violence. But
outside her borders, the world was a very different place-one forged in blood and chaos.
She pressed a hand over her ear, raising her voice to be heard over the noise. "I'm fine-I'm on my way-"
Bang!
A violent explosion rocked the car. The driver swerved and Elodie's phone flew from her grip, cutting the call
short.
Even the signal seemed to flicker and fade.
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But when she finally found her phone, the screen was dead-black, unresponsive, finished after two hard falls.
Cold sweat pricked her brow.
Forcing herself to stay calm, she turned to the big, broad-shouldered man escorting her—a security contractor
from a partner
agency-and asked, "Could | please borrow your phone?"
He didn't hesitate. His phone was old and basic, but he handed it over without question.
Elodie had always had a sharp mind and a flawless memory-she tapped in Jarrod's number without a second
thought.
But nothing. The signal here was too weak, the lines jammed or disrupted. She couldn't get through.
She forced herself to breathe, to keep her nerves steady, and gazed out the window at the swirling sand.
They sped through the desert for nearly twenty minutes before the driver slammed on the brakes.
Elodie looked ahead, her expression grave once more.
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