Chapters (45)
- Contents
- chapter one
- chapter two
- chapter three
- chapter four
- chapter five
- chapter six
- chapter seven
- chapter eight
- chapter nine
- chapter ten
- chapter eleven
- chapter twelve
- chapter thirteen
- chapter fourteen
- chapter fifteen
- chapter sixteen
- chapter seventeen
- chapter eighteen
- chapter nineteen
- chapter twenty
- chapter twenty-one
- chapter twenty-two
- chapter twenty-three
- chapter twenty-four
- chapter twenty-five
- chapter twenty-six
- chapter twenty-seven
- chapter twenty-eight
- chapter twenty-nine
- chapter thirty
- chapter thirty-one
- chapter thirty-two
- chapter thirty-three
- chapter thirty-four
- chapter thirty-five
- chapter thirty-six
- chapter thirty-seven
- chapter thirty-eight
- chapter thirty-nine
- epilogue
- other books by jamie mcguire
- about the author
- acknowledgements
- out of the woods
She held it up. “I use this when the senator or the general are moving through the building or having private conversation they wouldn’t want recorded. Click it once, it moves the nearest two surveillance cameras back ten minutes. Click it twice, it moves it back twenty minutes.”
“Then what?” I asked, staring at her hand.
“Then it resets and returns to live mode.” She held it out to me. “Take it.”
I arched an eyebrow. “Why?”
“You can’t imagine the horrors I’ve seen in this building. Especially in Deep Echo. If Senator Bennett truly took Zeke away from you to keep you for himself, if Zeke is down there against his will, you should get him out.”
“That’s a felony, Bianca.”
She looked down. “And so is giving you that device. I hope it can help.”
“Do you know what’s happening to Zeke down there?”
She looked at her watch. “I don’t have much more time. He is getting treatments, and from what I hear they’re working, but it’s excruciating. If you’re getting him out of there, you should do it soon.”
“Where does he sleep?”
“He has his own quarters. If you find a way through the blast doors, go straight, pass the cafeteria, and make the next left down the hall toward section Sub1-C. Zeke is the thirteenth door on the left. He’s usually back in his room by nine-thirty.”
“Why are you helping me?”
She glanced at her watch again. “I’d like to say it’s because I want to help, but it’s revenge.”
“For what?”
“I have to go. The hall surveillance is about to reset.” She peeked out of the door before pausing to look at me over her shoulder.
“Bianca, why? Otherwise how do I know this isn’t a trap?”
“He’s been with Paige, he’s a public figure, so I’ve been patient.” She breathed out an indignant laugh. “Now they’re finally divorcing, and it turns out he’s been in love with you this entire time.” Her expression turned severe. “No one uses me.”
The door closed quietly behind her, and I looked down at the small device in my hand. “Holy shit,” I whispered, putting it away quickly. I squeezed the radio pinned to my shirt. “Trex, come in, over.”
“Halfway down Echo.”
“Copy that. On my way, over.” I burst out the door, passed some offices, the control room, and DFAC, then jogged down Echo until I reached Trex.
“How was the meeting?” he asked around the toothpick in his mouth.
I shook my head. “Not here.”