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 Chadwich family’s got both the Juarez and

area with their flashlights, oblivious to those

hitters have been pulled out

the point of us

“Quit your bellyaching.

back, we’re golden,” the first guard

closing in, Hannah gave Charlie’s shoulder a

was a hushed, barely perceptible whisper, “Shift

They swapped places smoothly.

light from the guards’ drew

her her flashlight slipped pocket, fingers wrapping

practiced flick, she sent it

struck with a resonant

faint clatter of the metal hitting the ground interrupted the conversation outside-not a loud noise,

A pause.

dance across the tunnel

“Did you hear that?”

instantly tensed, their senses on high

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