Chapter 59 An Old Familiar Face

• Samantha's POV
• The knock sounded in the stillness, its sharpness slicing over my ideas like a razor. My heart racing, I froze and held my palm over the door handle. Though I wasn't sure what I had anticipated, seeing that familiar face staring back at me through the peephole sent off a flood of contradictory emotions—shock, fear, and a sliver of optimism I hadn't let myself feel in a very long time.
• "Open up, Samantha," the voice said, this time calmer but with an eagerness that left no space for delay. "We should talk." Just now.