Chapter Twenty-Two
The unwieldy tool cabinet groaned as it swung open on hidden hinges. Behind it, the gaping maw of a dark doorway appeared in a rush of stale air. Foreboding and dangerous, it was pitch black.
I looked to Rey, he looked back at me and shrugged.
“Open sesame,” I said wryly.
Freeing my gun, I heaved the tool cabinet a few inches wider so that we could fit into the space behind. Rey stepped up beside me and peered into the darkness.
“Looks cozy,” he said. “You go first.”
I glanced sideways at my old partner. He knew I hated tight spaces. “Thanks, pal.”
I took a breath and slid into the black entrance. There was no daylight, no source of light at all. With my gun in my right hand, I freed my cell phone with my left and after thirty seconds of trying to discover the fla
