Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

He was out of options. With no other choice, he made a quick call and had the headstone moved to this side.

Once he hung up, Simon dialed Walter.

"Grandpa, while I was burying Mom, I suddenly remembered a few old friends of ours who are buried here. I want to visit them, but the left hill needs special permission. The guard said I should let you know."

Walter frowned, surprised by the request. Why did Simon suddenly want to go to the left hill? That spot was unusual, and it was true-some elders who'd watched Simon grow up were buried there. Visits required a booking, though, and hardly anyone ever went.

He made a call to the person in charge, and soon enough, the guard at the gate got the message and let Simon through.

Simon's heart pounded with excitement, his whole body buzzing. If Dylan was hiding someone out here, it had to be on the left hill. He needed to see for himself what was really going on.

The left hill was massive. From the entrance, electrified fences circled the area, and on the far side, it bordered a government base-security was crazy tight.

Simon took the escalator up, passing through carefully designed layers of terraces and paths. The closer he got, the more it felt like he was about to uncover a huge secret. But as the escalator reached a spot near the top, it stopped.

Another layer of security.

to explain that he had permission, but

registered in the

two thousand square meters-was completely walled off, like a prison. The rest of the hill was still a neat, orderly cemetery, but this

never heard of anything like a prison on

door, unable to stop himself from asking,

coolly, "If you don't already know, Mr. Simon,

Simon practically shook with

He circled the area over and over, checking the walls for any kind of gap or weakness, but there

placement of this fortress was way too clever.

climb, no way

of the cemetery was nearly impossible, and if he had to keep asking Grandpa for help,

thing was clear: If Dylan was hiding a kid, it