Chapter 113: Evan

Thursday. FBI Holding Facility. Austin, Texas.

EVAN STARED INTO FELECIA'S eyes and knew he'd made a decision. One that might change the course of his life.

He was going to help her, likely even go with her wherever she went, and that meant closing the door on everything he'd been and done up until now. It was a scary idea, and yet as he looked at her it felt more right as the seconds ticked by.

Felecia licked her lips. "Evan?"

He opened his mouth, not sure what to say.

The lights flickered once then went out.

"Evan." Felecia clutched his hand and stared at the ceiling.

"It's okay. It must just be a power outage. There are back-up generators." He almost believed himself.

They stood there staring up into blackness for a moment.

A humming sound started up followed by beeps from near and far.

"See?" He squeezed her hand. "Generator's coming on-line."

The light flickered back on.

"Come on," he said and opened the bathroom door.