Chapters (71)
- Cover
- PRAISE FOR ANDREWS & WILSON
- Dedication
- NOTE TO READERS
- PROLOGUE
- PART I
- CHAPTERONE
- CHAPTERTWO
- CHAPTERTHREE
- CHAPTERFOUR
- CHAPTERFIVE
- CHAPTERSIX
- CHAPTERSEVEN
- CHAPTEREIGHT
- CHAPTERNINE
- CHAPTERTEN
- CHAPTERELEVEN
- CHAPTERTWELVE
- CHAPTERTHIRTEEN
- PART II
- CHAPTERFOURTEEN
- CHAPTERFIFTEEN
- CHAPTERSIXTEEN
- CHAPTERSEVENTEEN
- CHAPTEREIGHTEEN
- CHAPTERNINETEEN
- CHAPTERTWENTY
- CHAPTERTWENTY-ONE
- CHAPTERTWENTY-TWO
- CHAPTERTWENTY-THREE
- CHAPTERTWENTY-FOUR
- CHAPTERTWENTY-FIVE
- CHAPTERTWENTY-SIX
- CHAPTERTWENTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTERTWENTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTERTWENTY-NINE
- CHAPTERTHIRTY
- CHAPTERTHIRTY-ONE
- CHAPTERTHIRTY-TWO
- CHAPTERTHIRTY-THREE
- CHAPTERTHIRTY-FOUR
- CHAPTERTHIRTY-FIVE
- CHAPTERTHIRTY-SIX
- CHAPTERTHIRTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTERTHIRTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTERTHIRTY-NINE
- PART III
- CHAPTERFORTY
- CHAPTERFORTY-ONE
- CHAPTERFORTY-TWO
- CHAPTERFORTY-THREE
- CHAPTERFORTY-FOUR
- CHAPTERFORTY-FIVE
- CHAPTERFORTY-SIX
- CHAPTERFORTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTERFORTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTERFORTY-NINE
- CHAPTERFIFTY
- CHAPTERFIFTY-ONE
- CHAPTERFIFTY-TWO
- CHAPTERFIFTY-THREE
- CHAPTERFIFTY-FOUR
- CHAPTERFIFTY-FIVE
- CHAPTERFIFTY-SIX
- CHAPTERFIFTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTERTWO
- GLOSSARY
- ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
- ABOUT THE AUTHORS
- BOOKS BY BRIAN ANDREWS AND JEFFREY WILSON
- PARTNER PAGES
Michaela frowned but acquiesced. Sarah Beth watched as she climbed out the window, whispering the Lord’s Prayer in a rapid-fire cadence as she did. As soon as Michaela was on the balcony, Sarah Beth heard her shout, “I can’t do this,” and then she tried to climb back inside.
“Yes, you can,” Josh said, catching her by the arm. “Just don’t look down.”
“If I don’t look down, how do I climb down the ladder?” Michaela snapped, panting hard, rivulets of rainwater streaming down her face.
“Good point. Okay, so only look down at the next step you’re going to take. One rung at a time,” he said. “Just go slow and be careful. The rungs are wet and might be slippery.”
Sarah Beth saw the abject fear on Michaela’s face and knew the girl was about to have a full-blown panic attack any second. Not knowing what else to do, she pushed a thought in Michaela’s head.
I believe in you, Michaela. You have the power to do this. . . . Reach inside and gather your strength . . . Go now, and God will go before you.
“Okay,” Michaela said, then murmured a soft prayer before looking up at Sarah Beth, a tight smile now on her face. “I can do this . . . I have the strength . . . I can do it.”
“I’ll be right below you, okay?” Josh said. “Just follow my lead and you’ll be fine.”
Sarah Beth smiled as she watched Michaela overcome her fear and climb down the fire escape ladder after Josh. Then gritting her teeth, she climbed out onto the fire escape balcony and into the rain. Within seconds, she was soaked through. With a resigned exhale, she began her descent, clutching the wet steel rungs with a death grip. Below her, she heard the others congratulating Michaela as she disembarked the ladder. This made Sarah Beth smile and without warning she felt a shift . . . and found herself in the transept corridor.
Oh, I projected, she realized. So that’s when my brain finally decides to work, while I’m climbing down a ladder. Nice . . .
She was standing in front of the white door, looking at the nurse’s office record room.
This was the last place Victor had been when I escaped. Interesting I came here.
She swept her surroundings, gazing east into the chapel first and then west into the wing that housed the cafeteria, gymnasium, and locker rooms. Finding herself alone, she crept on. Somewhere in the far, far distance she could hear people yelling her name. It took her a moment, but then she understood. Corbin, Josh, and Michaela were calling her name and shouting encouragement. To them, she was stuck midclimb, clutching the ladder.
They probably think I’m frozen with fear, she thought. Well, you’re just gonna have to hold on a minute, guys. I’m busy looking for Victor.