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“What? She was crying and I couldn’t take it,” I said.

Something passed on his face but like usual when shit got heavy, he just shoved open the door and walked away.

We followed behind him but didn’t push the subject as we gathered our food and sat down.

Of course that was when everyone else filed in, including Layne and Crew who were holding hands.

“They worked shit out,” Drake noted with a nod in their direction. I grinned as she leaned up and kissed him, an adorable smile on his face when she pulled away.

Of course, someone made a comment so she flipped them off and said something, forcing Crew to pull her away with him instead of starting a fight.

“They’re good together,” I said before taking a bite of my pizza. I hadn’t noticed how fucking hungry I was; soon there was nothing left of my pizza or breadsticks. Hell, I’d even polished off my salad.

“Here,” Roman said before dropping his food on my plate and going back up to the line for more. My second round was gone before he even got back, and I leaned back, clutching my stomach.

“What’s wrong with you?” Layne asked as she took the seat next to me, shoving Roman’s tray aside. Crew sat on the other side, both of them looking at me with a hint of worry.

“I ate too fast,” I said with a laugh.

“Oh, we heard Vane wanted to see you, I was freaked out he tried something else,” Layne admitted. “But also kind of excited. I got these new boots and I really wanted to break them in. What better way than Vane’s face?”

“We went with her, so nothing happened,” Drake said. “But he’s in a mood. Don’t go anywhere alone, even if you have to get one of us. Especially Vane’s office. Though he can’t do much with a broken dick, the man’s already covered in bandages.”

“Okay,” she agreed without hesitation before laughing. “I’m glad someone finally kicked his ass. Maybe things won’t be so heavy around here for a bit.”

“Crew and I were going to sneak away tonight to the boiler room. Can you cover for us?”

“How romantic,” I snorted.

“Oh, don’t worry, it will be,” Layne wiggled her eyebrow, so we all knew exactly what her plan was.

“Plus, fire,” Crew said. His hands were tapping at the table like he couldn’t wait to get down there.

“Where is the boiler room?” I asked. “I thought it was just the cafeteria down here.”

Crew grinned. “We really need to take you on the real tour of this place. The hidden secrets of Dark Haven.”

“Oh, I know some of those secrets a bit too well,” I said with a dark laugh. “Did you know Vane had a hallway he kept patients in? That’s why you guys couldn’t find me.”

“I didn’t,” Crew admitted. He almost looked angry at himself. “But we avoid the staff hallway out of principle.”

“That makes sense. I’m glad we know now, who knows what else he’s hiding in this place,” I said with a sigh.

“This building was an actual school before it became a hospital. A boarding school, that’s why it’s called Dark Haven Institute instead of institution,” Layne supplied. It was random but not at all surprising for her.

“What does that have to do with secrets?” Roman asked. She rolled her eyes at him.

“Everything,” she said as if that answered the question. “That’s why it’s so big and why there’s whole areas we don’t have access to, like a library they keep us out of.”

“Where’s that?” I asked with sudden interest. “And why, if we do classes here, wouldn’t we need access to their library?”

“It’s on the second floor, east wing,” she explained. “They store records in there, too, that’s how I found it. Who wouldn’t want to see their file?”

“Dark Haven hasn’t been a school in like a hundred years,” Crew pointed out. “Those books would be useless to us now.”

“But the records wouldn’t,” I countered. “We might be able to dig something up on Vane or Bradley we can use against them. I’m not above blackmail at this point to keep myself safe.”

“Then we go tomorrow night, that’s when Corey is on security and he falls asleep,” Layne said with an excited clap of her hands. “This will be fun.”

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