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We’re deep into the tunnels, and while the guys and I have explored them many times, I only ventured this far that one night.
“No,” I tell him, “whoever put that door up, did it with the intention of keeping people out.” I lift my chin, eyeing the door in front of us. “There it is.”
Jagger walks closer, flashlight held out in front of us, illuminating the modern-day door. It’s stainless steel and resembles a door to a vault, or a safe. “Damn. That is different.”
“Right? I get the feeling this isn’t the work of any maintenance employee.”
He looks at me, eyebrows raised. “The Elders?”
My shoulders rise. “Maybe. But why?”
We both move closer, inch by inch, as if we’re approaching a detonated bomb.
“I don’t think my pick is gonna get us in this one,” Jagger says, and I nod in agreement. “Get Neo on the phone. Tell him to bring Evan Marshall down here. His dad’s a locksmith. And I don’t just mean your typical locksmith. He can crack just about any lock and Evan’s done some work with him in the past.”
My forehead crinkles. “How do you even know that?”
“Evan’s the one who hot-wired Scar’s car to get it over to her principal’s house during the fire.”
Oh, right. Another plan they left me out of. It wasn’t until after the fact that I even knew what the guys were up to that night. Scar doesn’t know that, though.
I pull my phone out of my pocket, holding it over my head while assessing the signal strength. “I’ll try, but service is sketchy down here. Hence me being stuck for hours last time.”
“Use my phone,” he tosses it at me, and I catch it in midair, “I get a signal pretty much anywhere.”
I click the side button, turning it on, and sure as shit—four bars. “Could’ve really used this last week,” I mumble as I tap Neo’s name to call him.
He picks up on the second ring, sounding like the asshole he is. “What d’ya want? I’m in the middle of something.”
“Glad to hear you haven’t changed in the last three hours.”
“You seem to have missed the part where I told you I’m in the middle of something.”
“Right. We need you to get Eli Marsh—”
“Evan. You dipshit,” Jagger hisses as he fucks with the combination.
“Sorry. Evan Marshall. Bring him down to the tunnels. We’ve got a little bit of a situation.”
“What kind of situation?” he asks, growly and annoyed.
“Remember that door I told you about last week? Well, Jagger and I came down here and he thought he could pick the lock, but he can’t. So we need Evan, since he’s worked with his dad on this stuff. We’re pretty far down. Go past the Vultures’ Roost door. Take a left. All the way at the end, you’ll take another left, and we’re way the fuck down. I’m talking a good mile.”
“Are you shitting me? You two had to do this tonight?”
“Ya know, we’d like to get out of here at some point tonight, so we can have a little fun ourselves. So are you coming or not?”
Neo must’ve pulled the phone away from his mouth because his voice is strained. “Bend over. We need to make this quick.” He returns and says, “Give me five minutes and I’ll grab him and head down.” Then he ends the call.
“Well,” I say, handing Jagger his phone, “he’s coming. In more ways than one.”
“Get comfortable. It’s gonna take him at least an hour to get Evan and get down here.”
I slide down the wall and drop to my ass, knees bent in front of me. “What do you think it is?”
“If I had to guess,” he says, kicking the door out of frustration. “I’d say it’s a secret room for The Elders. I’m sure we’re not the first to find it, but we’re likely the first to try and get in.”
“Yeah. You’re probably right. Either way, curiosity’s got the best of me and I’m not leaving here until I know.”
