“You’ve been up to the axis before,” said Channing. “Take long, deep breaths.”
The car came to a stop with a slowing effect. A normal braking stop would have catapulted them against the ceiling. “Come on,” he grinned at her, “here’s where we make time!”
Channing looked up at the little flight of stairs that led to the innermost level. He winked at Arden and jumped. He passed up through the opening easily. “Jump,” he commanded. “Don’t use the stairs.”
Arden jumped. She sailed upward, and as she passed through the opening, Channing caught her by one arm and stopped her flight. “At that speed you’d go right on across,” he said.
She looked up, and there about two hundred feet overhead she could see the opposite wall.
Channing snapped on the lights. They were in a room two hundred feet in
