“Foster?” Foster’s heart nearly stopped as he looked to where Ezren shifted an overturned table from her body and rose to her feet. Immeasurable, all-encompassing relief surged through him. The fear that had been gnawing at him with sharp teeth for days finally eased. She was here. In seconds, he crossed the room, resisting the urge to throw his arms around her as his goggs assessed her topsuit for injuries.
