It didn't take Faith long to find a stealable car and drive over to the address Sam had given her. She knew there was a high chance that this was a trap. A damn high chance. But even the smallest hope of it being the real Sam again was enough for her to take the gamble.
She kept her weapons concealed as she parked the car, her heart in her throat. This was insane, something beyond stupid.
Finding the room she knocked on the door before tentatively opening it.