Sounds drifted to us from the lit part of the tunnel. When I heard the clatter of tools and faint laughter, I figured the shift was ending and dared another peek. Sure enough, the workers had left the train and were heading for a gap in the wall. I assumed there were stairs leading up to the Junction, maybe even a grate with turnstiles, but since it was on the same side of the tunnel as we were, I couldn’t see for certain. All I knew was that workers were leaving the area, but the Officers remained behind.
Then, as I watched, new faces emerged from the hidden platform. The next shift.
Damn.
Beside me, Kyer asked, “What do you see?”
I pulled back and leaned against the wall, eyes shut. “We can’t get in that way.”
“Did the shift change?” Kyer wanted to know.
“And the next one already s
