Evelyn stared at the red light flashing on the dark remote control in Liam's dirty hand. The air in the vast ballroom grew deathly cold, and her pulse drummed wildly against her ribs. She knew she had less than two seconds to act before he pressed that button down and brought the heavy concrete ceiling crashing onto their heads.

"Say goodbye to your grand dream, Evelyn!" Liam shrieked, his face twisted into a grotesque grin as his dirty thumb began to press the red trigger switch.

Evelyn did not freeze in panic. She did not scream, drop to her knees, or beg for her life. Instead, her eyes caught sight...