Chapter Sixteen
At the bottom of the stairs, there was a security door. Glass window with metal wires running through it, too narrow for a human to slip through even if the glass was broken. Beyond the door, a small foyer contained a security booth, encased in more shatterproof glass. Monitors showed camera feeds from the cells beyond. The place was brighter than I expected, but with that institutional fluorescent lighting that hums and makes your teeth itch.
The dungeon level was guarded, but not as heavily as I expected. Two guys, wearing the same uniform I was. One guy had his feet up on the desk, playing some kind of game on his phone. The other was watching the monitors. The attentive one saw my uniform and buzzed me through the security door. He squinted at me as I approached the b
