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“He was clearly good at hiding it,” Rook said numbly, his stare still fixed to the busted monitor. “His kind often are.”

Not for the first time, I felt a deep peace at knowing I’d killed the man from Barrett’s Home for Boys. I still didn’t know exactly what he’d done to deserve the broomstick Rook shoved up his ass, but seeing him now, I thought I might have a better idea.

I wished I didn’t.

“Come on,” Corvus said, calmer now, putting a hand on Rook’s shoulder. “We have some justice to dispense.”

“Wait…” Rook trailed off, his eyes slanting as he considered something for a second and then walked out the door to the room without another word. I followed him down the stairs, hearing what he’d heard. Noises from below.

We followed the sound to where the dining room table had been shoved to one side of the room, the oval shaped rug beneath thrown back to reveal an open hatch and dark stairs leading down.

The smell from below made me hold my breath as he descended into the darkness after AJ.

A lightbulb swung at the end of a long orange cord fixed to the ceiling. Casting a wavering light over AJ as she stared over a short double bed, the gray sheets stained with something darker. A rat skittered past our feet, its hind leg caught in a trap that it dragged along with it.

The culprit to the noise we’d heard from above.

“Ugh,” I cringed, stepping back. I fucking hated rats.

“Move the Rover,” she said, the zip of a blade whizzing through the air preceding the sound of the rat’s final squeal. “We do this here.”

“I need my kit,” Rook said.

“I’ll take you,” I told him.

“I’ll wait here with AJ for him to get home,” Corvus said. “Take the main roads. In and out. If you aren’t back here in twenty minutes—”

“We will be,” Rook promised Corv, and I believed him. There wasn’t a single thing on this earth that would stop him from returning to this dank basement to dole out justice for the children who would be forever scarred by what had been done to them.

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