Grayson pokes his head out the door and checks that the coast is clear. He steps back into the room, shutting the door behind him.
“Ready?”
“Ready,” I said with a nod.
“Remember -”
“No talking,” I finished for him.
Grayson was the first to step out into the hall. He gently shuts the door behind me and I begin to follow him quietly down the hall. It felt like hours had passed before we stopped in front of the door to Rebecca’s office.
This all felt too familiar and I was beginning to feel guilty.
Grayson reaches out for the door handle and turns it.
It doesn’t budge.
He gave me a look as if to say it’s locked. Without hesitation, he reaches into his front pocket and pulls something out. He crouches down so he’s eye level with the handle and starts to pick at the lock.
I was
