CHAPTER 47Mara flung open the swinging doors to the parking lot outside the repository’s offices, not waiting for Cam, who was trailing behind her. Without pausing or noticing how much dimmer the light was in the outer portions of the facility, she headed for the tunnel entrance that led to the railcar tracks. As they approached, the darkened opening was barely visible in the rough-hewn rock wall.
Jogging up alongside her, Cam said, “Mara, the tunnels have no power. The rail system has been shut down to conserve energy. How do you expect to find the people who took your body?”
Without breaking stride, Mara said, “These people are made from light. Don’t you think they would be easy enough to see in a dark tunnel? If anything, the darkness should be an advantage for us. We’ll see them a lo
