"2 days and 7 hours."
The stranger in a suit spoke for the first time since they were trapped in this old service lift.
His voice startled Gina.
"Did you just read my mind?"
"You have a candid face. Human facial expressions usually are more honest than their words." he said nonchalantly.
They were sitting on this dirty floor in the last 2 days and maybe 6 hours, not long after the lift stopped.
"Stop fidgeting. You are the most boring prey I've ever had." he sighed.
"I let you live long enough, anyway."
He whispered in a harsh voice.
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