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“You’ll meet them all soon enough. I’ve been telling them all about you these past few days while you and your friend were watching me from across the street.”
“What?” Levi asked, his vision suddenly becoming blurry and his body beginning to tingle.
Something wasn’t right.
The glass slipped from his hand and spilled onto the living room carpet. The red liquid painted the fibers next to the glass.
Panic set in. Something was very wrong. He couldn’t focus. Some…
The wine!
There was something in his wine!
“What’s…” Levi slurred, reaching into his back pocket and pulling out his cell phone.
“Don’t worry. Everything will be alright. I’ll take good care of you, mon ami. Just relax and let the drugs take you.”
Levi watched as the blurry blob rose from the armchair and made its way toward him.
He couldn’t… where was… he needed…
The room went black, and he felt himself fall into the abyss.
24
LEVI
Head throbbing, Levi groaned. What the hell happened?
He pressed a hand to his head and grimaced at the pain splitting through it.
Slowly, he opened his eyes and blinked. He waited for his eyes to adjust to the darkness around him. His body was cold, and there was a dampness in the air around him. And what was that smell? Was it mold? Mildew? Whatever it was, he was pretty sure that it was not healthy to breathe in.
Groaning, he sat up and took in his surroundings.
The walls were made of stone and looked like they had been laid centuries ago. In the center of the room dangled a single lightbulb, giving him just enough light to see from one end of the tiny cell to the other.
His fingers dug into the small cot that he sat on. The mattress was soft but looked discolored like it had been used often over the years. To his right was a pillow with a deep blue pillowcase, and to his left sat a rolled-up blanket.
Where was he?
Then it hit him.
The wine!
Peabody had spiked his wine!
The last thing he remembered was taking a sip of his drink and then watching the world around him go dark. That sly look on Peabody’s face before his vision blurred over and the drugs took him away.
Levi stood and began making his way around the room. Closing his eyes, he ran his fingers along the surface of the wall. The stone was cold to the touch and rough in some areas. He could feel the history in the room. The pain, the suffering. This was not a happy place.
Underground.
He had to be underground somewhere. That would explain the temperature change and coldness of the stones around him. When he got to the door, he gripped the cast iron bars located at the top and peered out of his cell. There were several doors. Many doors. All running up and down the corridor.
Were there other people in those cells as well?
“Hello? Est-ce que quelqu’un est là? Is anybody out there?” Levi called out, hoping not to receive a response.
