A hand went over her mouth just in time, and she heard a familiar voice whisper in her ear, “It’s me.”


    Loraine instantly felt a wave of relief wash over her. She felt safe.


    It was Marco.


    Marco drew her into the bathroom with him. The smell of the bath was still strong, but it didn’t matter to


    Loraine.


    She whispered an exnation of the current situation to Marco.


    Marco’s expression was serious as he listened to her. He tightened his grip on her arm and patted her


    gently.


    A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y


    “It’s alright. I’LL protect you.”


    Loraine calmed down and said in a firm tone, “Now is not the time to have one person protect another.


    We have to find a way to save ourselves.”


    The instant thest words left her mouth, they heard the sound of the doorknob being twisted from


    outside.


    Someone was trying to get in.


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    Marco and Loraine exchanged nces.


    Marco nodded and tiptoed to the back of the door.


    Someone pushed the door open and a head poked in.


    The instant the guy poked his head in, Marco Launched an attack. His long arm wrapped around the


    hijacker’s throat, instantly silencing his screams.


    The hijacker’s eyes widened in panic and his tongue stuck out Like that of a dog’s.


    While both men struggled, the hijacker was suddenly hit in the head with something hard. Shock


    passed through his eyes and he passed out immediately.


    The shower spray dropped from Loraine’s hand as she gasped. She then crouched down on the


    hijacker and took off his ski mask.


    She was met with amon face that could easily blend in with the masses.


    She began searching the man’s body and quickly found a stack of passports that had names on it.


    Gregg Wilson, Brett Stanley… They were Likely in the same group.


    Loraine went on to start stripping him of his clothes. Marco’s eye widened the instant he saw this. He


    grabbed her hand and asked, “What are you doing, Loraine?”


    Loraine rolled her eyes.


    “What does it look Like I’m doing? You and the hijacker are simr in build. You can wear his clothes


    and pretend to be one of them.”