Page 338 of Rangers Unexpected Return

“Neither do I.”

“But she called Judy.”

“If she hears her voice, she may stop.”

Trigger nodded.

“We’ll cover the exits.”

Mace entered the tunnel first.

I followed.

Max moved between us, nose low.

The rushing water swallowed every other sound.

Cold concrete pressed around us.

After fifty yards, the tunnel divided.

Max chose the left branch without hesitation.

We moved deeper beneath the neighborhood.

My flashlight swept over graffiti.

Trash.

Branches caught against the walls.

Then Max stopped.

His ears rose.

Mace raised one hand.

Silence.

At first I heard nothing.

Then...

Breathing.

Fast.

Shallow.

Terrified.

I stepped around Mace.

“Elizabeth?”

The breathing stopped.

“My name is Judy.”