“What in the Sam Hill is going on?” Callum looked at Brady, who in turn shrugged. Sloane made a noise at the shift. He put his hands over hers, like it did anything to help.

“Don’t look at me. I only just got here,” Brady hurried. “But I think the gist is she’s hung up on something in the utility closet she was hiding in and we can’t pull her out until we get her off whatever it is.”

“Do the people inside know you’re hanging out their window?” Justus asked.

“No,” Brady answered for them. “And we want to keep it that way if we can, but we need to move fast.”

Callum nodded, same as Emma. Then everyone looked at him. Even Sloane’s hair shifted as she must have angled her chin down low to look, too.

Welp. Looks like you’ve been promoted to the leader now.

“Okay, we need someone to go into the room she’s in and get her undone. Then make it out through the front door again because there’s a camera pointed at the back door. You said you distracted Thomas before?” He looked at Emma. “Can you do it again, to make sure he doesn’t leave the front room?”

Emma straightened her shoulders and pushed her chest out. A warrior going into battle. “It’ll be like shooting fish in a barrel.”

Brady looked at Callum. “While she does that, do you think you could get into the back room? There’s only Thomas and the cook on shift right now, and both should stay in the front.”

Callum nodded without skipping a beat.

“Are the bathrooms near the room you’re in?” he asked Sloane.

“Yeah. They’re at the beginning of the hallway, and at the end is the storage room. I’m in a closet in that room.”

Callum looked guilty as sin. “If that’s the case, then I think I know a believable way to get back there without sneaking around.” He turned to Justus, who looked pumped as all get-out to be where he was. “Your mama is going to kill me.”

“When I’m unhooked, what happens?” Sloane asked. “I can’t just walk through the front door again. If Thomas sees me suddenly appear, he might wonder where the heck I’ve been, since we supposedly left earlier.”

Brady tried to see Sloane’s face, but it was too hard with the totem-pole-like stance they were in.

“You jump, I’ll catch. Deal?” he said.

There was a pause. Then, “Deal.”

Brady gave them a sweeping look. “Go team.”

Emma ran back to her car and parked behind the office next door, since apparently she hadn’t known Sloane was hanging out of a window when she’d first left, while Callum and Justus drove back through the same lot before looping around.

Then it was just the two of them.