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

got both the Juarez

continued, the guards casually scanned the area with

the heavy hitters have

us being down

“Quit your bellyaching.

we’re

guards closing in, Hannah gave Charlie’s shoulder

was a hushed, barely perceptible whisper, “Shift

They swapped places smoothly.

light from

into her her flashlight slipped pocket, fingers wrapping

flick, she sent it spinning through

with a resonant

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

A pause.

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

“Did you hear that?”

tensed,

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