Chapter 9
I jog down the hall and head down one flight of stairs. I take a quick break on the landing. The lack of sleep is gnawing at me, I can feel a migraine beginning to develop.
I take a deep breath, and I pop onto the first floor and check the numbers. 303, 305, 307. I jog through the halls, counting the numbers as I pass them, searching for number 327. I finally find it at the end of the hall. I catch a glimpse of a large gym with a shooting range at the far side before I step into the room, and the lights go dark. The door seals shut behind me with a soft hiss.
I drop to my knees and close my eyes. Making my five-foot-four frame even smaller for a minute. A few seconds later, I open my eyes, letting them adjust to the gloom. I am nearly blind, but faintly, in the distance, I se
