Chapter Twenty-Six
The metal door at the back of the building hadn’t been locked. Harper’s shoulders relaxed as she swung the door open, leading us into the plain, concrete corridor. Voices carried from the end of the hall where guards in black chatted in relaxed tones.
I tried not to wonder how many of the kep had been at the fire in the dark corridor only a day before.
Four metal doors flanked the hall. Harper tilted her head, guiding us toward one of the doors on the right. At the same time, one of the doors on the left opened. The kep gave Harper a nod before walking to the door we’d just entered through.
Harper held the door on the right open for us, her gaze tracking the man until he stepped outside and the door closed behind him.
“Reef bleachers.” Mari’s whispered curse pulled
