Chapter 9 Confrontation And Contemplation

• CHARLOTTE
• In the middle of the hallway stood men hammering the walls. I looked on in terror as my head throbbed from the noise. A draft blew into the room, and my eyes watered as I sneezed. When my vision cleared, I saw a woman standing in the middle of the room. I broke into a grin as we locked gazes. “Elena La Guerta...” I muttered.
• “You’ve heard of me,” she sneered and she walked towards me through the rubble that had been created.