CHAPTER TWENTY TWO – THE NEW MISSION

Laura felt herself being led out of the room, her mind a whirlwind of emotions and questions. As they moved through what she assumed was the same series of hallways, she tried to memorize the twists and turns. The van ride back seemed shorter, or perhaps Laura was too lost in thought to notice the time passing. When they finally stopped, one of the men spoke: "Remember, not a word to anyone. We'll be in touch." With that, Laura was helped out of the van. She heard it drive away, the sound fading into the distance. Slowly, she removed the blindfold. She was back on the street where she'd been taken, not far from her hotel. The sun was setting, casting long shadows across the unfamiliar Orlando landscape. Laura took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. Her first instinct was to go to the police. Surely they could help, could protect her from Logan and his mysterious organization. With shaky steps, she made her way to the nearest police station. The officer at the desk looked up