knees on the ca

e side of his neck. His carotid pulse hammered agains

faint, terrifying shade of blue. The severe oxygen depri

er voice dropping into a sh

ecked the most accessible points first, her palms sliding rapidly over the heavy fabric. Her fingers brushed against the distinct, hard cylindrical shape tucke

e blue safety cap, ripping it off with h

le firmly through his dark jeans, pressing the device hard until it clicked. She held it

s the drug hit his heart, but his breathing remained shallow and straine

uest or a crew member walked by and saw the A-list star d

ise leverage rather than raw strength, she hauled his heavy fra

underground parking garage. She needed to get hi

ting off the view of the hallw

or began t

ghts flickered wildly before dying out completely. The emergency brakes e

t, trapped somewhere between

ency light clicked on, casting sinister,

adrenaline from the EpiPen wore of

n't br

ic training seized absolute control o

n the hard elevator floor. She tilted his chin up and pushed his

ive breath, filling her own lungs. She leaned down, sealing her lip

e artificial breath. She repeated the rescue breath a sec

ked the heel of her right hand over the center of his sternu

and began rapid, bru

o, thre

t two inches deep. The physical exertion in the stuffy, unventilated elevat

tside, vibrating through the metal walls. Sera ignored it com

assed. Her shoulders b

body convulsed

ound that echoed in the small space.

olling him onto his side into the recovery posit

ths. His chest heaved as oxygen finall

f a second before locking onto Sera. She was hovering over him, her face flushed,

against her warm cheek, a silent, instinctual check to con

ve your energy," she ordered, her voice

bright overhead lights flickered back to life, b

t the elevator was resuming its descent, breaking