Charlie’s hand shot out to switch off the flashlight as they neared the end.

He dropped his voice to a whisper strained with tension.

“Movement ahead.

Silence now!”

They pressed their backs against the cold, wet wall of the tunnel as a pair of voices approached, illuminated intermittently by a wandering beam of Light.

“The colleagues upstairs get holidays, yet here we are, stuck on guard,” grumbled one guard to another.

“It’s all because our boss got nabbed by the cops.

Without her, we’re stuck pulling these endless shifts.

“Still no word on the boss? It’s been two days.

Is there anything wrong?”

“Pfft! She’s a Chadwich.

She’s got the Compton family in her corner.

Who’d dare touch her?”

out of the

the Juarez and the Delgado

area with their flashlights,

heavy hitters have been pulled

point of us being down here

“Quit your bellyaching.

back, we’re golden,”

gave Charlie’s shoulder a firm, urgent

voice was a hushed, barely perceptible whisper, “Shift

They swapped places smoothly.

circle of light from the

hand into her her flashlight slipped pocket, fingers wrapping around the cool

sent it

struck with a

metal hitting the ground interrupted the conversation outside-not a loud noise, yet enough to jolt the two individuals into sudden

A pause.

dance across

“Did you hear that?”

tensed, their senses

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