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This slideshow better be a showstopper with all the effort we’re putting in.
We continue on. By the time our stomachs are growling and we’re both annoyed with one another, we stare at one last box.
“It all comes down to this,” Calista says.
“Yep.” I pick it up and put it on the chair she was sitting on before opening it.
My head falls back in relief when I see picture frames, a few picture albums, and office stuff in there. I pick up a Ziploc bag filled with flash drives.
“Thank God, I’m about to pass out.” Calista snags them and heads to the door.
I figure we don’t have to put things back the way they were, since I’ll tell Declan after his wedding about the pain in the ass his slideshow was.
We’re about to shut the locker when we hear Troy call, “If anyone’s here, you’re mine for the night!”
Calista looks at me, eyes wide.
Troy maniacally laughs as if he’s in some horror movie and Calista steps closer to me. Then all the lights turn off, and we hear the door he goes through shut and a lock click into place. “Oh my god! No, no, no. You’re kidding me, right?” Calista steps out into the hallway, but it’s completely dark except for the small light emanating from our storage locker and the exit signs lining the hallways. “Are we locked in here?”
“I think so.” I glance at my watch. Five o’clock on the dot. “I thought these places stayed open all night?”
Calista rolls her eyes. “It’s Sunrise Bay, Ry, so no.”
“Gotta love a small town.”
She throws herself in the chair and shuts her eyes. “You don’t need to say it. Everyone knows how much you hate small towns.”
Her tone has an edge as if I’ve been throwing that in her face all day. If we were in Chicago, we’d be leaving right now to go get something to eat, but I’m not throwing that in her “I love small-town life” face.
I prop myself on a plastic container. “We have no choice but to wait it out.”
She pulls out her phone. “We need to order a pizza or something.”
“What don’t you get about we’re locked in here?”
She drops her phone on her chest and groans, her feet flailing up and down like a toddler.
“Back in the day, we’d spend the time wisely.” She rolls her eyes, and my joke dies. “I was kidding.”
“Well, since your friend has a blow-up doll, have at it.” She gestures weakly toward the plastic princess.
“He’s your friend too.”
She doesn’t say anything, and strained silence settles over us.
I’m not going to spend the entire night locked in a storage room fighting with her. So I dig into a box I remember seeing some flashlights in and hold one out for her.
She looks at it then at me. “What?”
“Let’s explore.” I shine it under my chin to produce a spooky face. “Like you said, it’s Sunrise Bay. I bet some people don’t have locks on their lockers.”
“More breaking and entering? I should’ve known at fourteen that you were a delinquent.” She swivels her legs down and stands, turning her flashlight on and following me.
The whole complex is in a square shape, and there are only two floors. I shine the flashlight back and forth as we walk down the hallway, but most people do, in fact, have locks on their lockers.
“Voilà,” I say, finding one with a lock that’s hanging open.
“I don’t know. We’re violating someone’s privacy.”
