Guiding her to the door behind the desk, he gently pressed her palm to the scanner. The door slid open, granting them access to the cellblock. “Come on,” he said. “Let’s do what we came here to do.”
Jack wasted no time once they entered the cellblock, going immediately to the second door on his left. His heart was pounding, and he could feel a growing trepidation. They were in it now. No turning back.
A part of him felt sick to his stomach at the thought of fighting other Keepers. He reminded himself for the seventeenth time that this was necessary. That it was right. But fun fact about justifications: the more you repeat them, the less convincing they become.
Keli walked up to the cell with a tight frown on her face. Maybe she was having doubts as well. She pressed her palm to the scan
