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Nothing.

I looked left.

Then right.

No sign of him.

“He went in there.”

I spun around to find Tom Cheshire had appeared out of nowhere, his familiar grin firmly in place.

He pointed toward a building, the sign above the entrance announcing it as The Rabbit Run.

I immediately took a step toward it.

He made a tsking sound. “You really don’t want to go in there.”

“Why not?”

“It’s a dangerous place.”

I snorted. “What place isn’t dangerous around here?”

Tom’s grin widened. “He’s learning.”

To my ears, it sounded distinctly patronizing. “Did Warren go in there, or are you just saying that?”

“Warren?”

“Tall. Blond.”

Tom glanced toward the building. “A man matching that description went in there. I don’t believe his name is Warren.” He shrugged. “But what do I know?”

“Then that’s where I’m going.”

“You really shouldn’t.”

Ignoring him, I headed for the entrance.

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you,” he called after me.

I waved a dismissive hand without looking back. Through the door was an empty room with walls painted a sterile white.

Well, almost empty.

A leafy plant that looked suspiciously like cannabis occupied one corner. Apart from that, the room contained only two doors on the far wall.

One blue.

One red.

There were no signs to show what lay beyond either of them.

Chapter Twenty-one

I chose blue. I wasn’t insane. Everyone knew red meant danger, so I gave that door a wide berth.

Would Warren have chosen blue? I felt oddly certain he would have, that our thought processes would align.