Entangled Past

Elena had to hide. Panic shot through her body, and her first instinct was to grab the closest thing her hands could find.

She snatched up a magazine from a desk in the waiting area and rushed toward the wall on the far side of the lobby. Pressing herself against it, she opened the pages and held them up in front of her face as if she was deeply lost in it.

Her breathing was ragged. She prayed no