My hand trembled as I reached for the keypad beside the door. The numbers glowed softly in the dim hallway, waiting for me to make my choice.
October 15, 2008.
I entered the numbers slowly: 10-15-2008.
Nothing happened.
My heart sank. Of course it wouldn't be that simple. Rafael wouldn't use such an obvious code for a room he was so desperate to keep locked.
I tried again, this time just the numbers without dashes: 10152008.
Still nothing.
I was about to turn away when a thought struck me. What if it wasn't the full date? What if it was something simpler?
I entered: 1015.
The lock beeped.
A green light flashed.
The door clicked open.
My breath caught in my throat. I'd done it. After weeks of wondering what was behind this door, I was finally about to find out.
I pushed the doo
