Murphy’s POV
Colton flicked on a light before he trudged down the staircase, and I followed him, half-wondering if this was a trap. But then again, what the hell, I thought. Worst case scenario, this little teenage bastard kills me and Jake and Cam have to be the ones to find Estelle.
The stairs went deep underground, about two flights. When we reached the bottom, Colton turned to me.
“Give me that keycard you stole from Noah,” he ordered. I did as he asked, and he swiped the badge over a card reader. The door unlocked, letting us into a dimly-lit room filled with cells.
My eyes adjusted to the dreary little underground prison they’d set up. There was one long aisle with cells on either side, and two doors on the far wall, both of which were propped opened. One door led to a basic bath
