Embarrassed, Tony peeled the tape from her lips then removed the cloth packing that had been stuffed beneath it. K.J. took a few large gasps of air then scanned the room.
“Oh, ,” she said, her voice hoarse as Tony freed her from the chair.
“Help will be here soon,” Jackson told them. He was trying to sound authoritative, reassuring, in command, but he came off sounding lost.
“Did you know?” Tony asked. “Did you know before this that she was Emma?”