Underground facility, Blackwolf Base Camp, Mt. Elberus
Lt. Lance Davis was dumfounded to hear his wife's name mentioned by the captured Rakasha. He was agitated and was not able to resist, his heart thumping unknowingly. He stepped forward beside Luke and asked, "The Mrs. Davis you mentioned, is it my wife Angela Davis?"
The Rakasha adjusted her eyes and rubbed against her left forearm. And her eyes fell to Lance, her face had every hint of surprise. Her mouth hung open, her glistening eyes turned watery.
“Lance,” Her voice was faint and close to a sob.
“How did you know my name?” Lance took steps further forward, closer to the cell.
"I can't believe it, you are alive." Lyka's voice suddenly rose. "You were dead, a car crash. Mrs. Davis cried and mourned. I mourned for days. I can't believe it that you are alive."
"But how do you know me? How do you know my wife?"
“I have been stalking yo
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