Chapter 62 Moonlight Blade

• Eliza stared for long minutes at the closed door to her room, sweat beading her brow and her heart racing. Something was wrong, but she didn't know what.
• There was nothing wrong with her door. It seemed closed tight, the same as the last time she'd seen it. Yet she couldn't help feel a bit of apprehension, as if there was something waiting for her behind the door. But that was ridiculous. Wasn't it? Of course it was. Jenna had worked her ass off trying to make this the most secure it ever has been, and she had Rumsfeld to help her. It was safe.
• Wasn't it?