When he finally met Ethan, his voice was a sharp whisper, urgent yet steady with authority. “Sir, listen carefully. Get your wife to the cabin right now and tell her to lock the door behind her. No matter what, she must not open it for anyone. Meanwhile, you come with me.”
Ethan’s voice quivered with fear but carried a note of determination. “I understand. Sure.” He dashed toward Laura, his heart pounding furiously in his chest like a war drum. Each step felt like a thunderclap in the narrow corridors, the sound echoing off the polished walls and creating a rhythmic cacophony that matched his racing pulse.