FORTY-SEVEN
LIV
The good thing about Zeth’s secret base being a theme-appropriate funeral parlor was that the issue of transporting Warin during the day was at least partly solved. Caskets galore.
Only problem would be to locate them without being detected… and of course, get Warin into one. And get said casket into a hearse, which I was banking on being somewhere on the premises.
But one problem at a time.
They hadn’t locked the basement door behind them, which meant I didn’t have to blast it open. Once you’ve got people strung up like cattle for s*******r inside a cage, there’s not much point in worrying about locking doors, I supposed.
I snuck out of the room we’d been locked in, and saw that the basement stretched out with a wide hallway and several other rooms laying past closed
