Chapter Fourteen

The elevator ride was silent. Tension bubbled in Anna’s chest. She could feel her anxiety eating away at her as she stared at the door in front of her. Each parent standing on either side of her as she quietly anticipated what awaited them beyond the doors of the elevator. The closer they got to the surface, the more uneasy she felt. Something was wrong. She stole glances at her parents from the corner of her eye. Both parents were contrasting each other. Her mother was calm and silently smiling to herself, but her father’s composure reflected one of rigidity.

The ding of the elevator reaching its destination drew her from her observation. She had expected hundreds of guards to be posted at the entrance, all pointing their weapons towards them but what faced her, confused her. Their entire path was empty. There was no one in sight. She stepped forward, cautiously.

“This could be a trap”, she thought.

“Maybe it isn’t”, someone replied, making her turn back to her mother.