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?”

of

Chadwich family’s got both the Juarez and

the area with their flashlights, oblivious to those

have been

point of us being

“Quit your bellyaching.

we’re golden,” the

guards closing in, Hannah gave Charlie’s shoulder

a hushed, barely perceptible

They swapped places smoothly.

circle of light from

slipped pocket, fingers

a practiced flick, she sent it spinning

dagger struck with a resonant

hitting the ground interrupted the conversation outside-not a loud noise, yet enough

A pause.

of the flashlight faltered, its jittery dance across the tunnel walls ceasing as the man holding

“Did you hear that?”

tensed, their senses on high

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