Timothy physically drags me toward the emergency exit.
"Let go!" I'm fighting him every step. "Katherine's up there! She went back-"
"She made her choice!" Timothy's grip was firm like iron. "Now we make ours, get you out alive so you can actually save her!"
"I'm not leaving her with that psychopath!"
"You're no good to her dead!" David's on my other side, forcing me down the stairwell. "We regroup, we plan, then we extract everyone."
They're right. I know they're right, but every instinct I have is screaming to go back.
We burst out of the building into chaos, with emergency vehicles, evacuating civilians, and the FBI arriving.
Lisa's van is three blocks away, and they shoved me inside.
"She went back." My voice doesn't sound like mine. "She fucking went back for my father."
"Yes." Timothy's voice is grim. "Because she loves you... and your father's family. Now we make sure she doesn't die for it."
