The amulet at his chest zapped him. The electrical jolt caught his attention.
"What the f**k?" Rafe grabbed the thong it hung from and held it away from him.
The voices came in a garbled rush. Female. Find. Protect.
Emma's in danger? The very idea galvanized. He ran from the command center, ignoring Annabelle's query of, "Where are you going, Commander?"
He took the lift up a level and dashed to their shared quarters and didn't immediately see Emma. He did recall her saying she planned to take a shower. He popped into the bathing chamber and noted the cubicle with its door shut. The closed door didn't stop him from hearing the pounding.
She's stuck inside. He didn't panic. The unit must have gotten stuck. He slapped the control to open it. It stayed shut, and he heard Emma cry out.
