Even though it was the middle of the night, I made Williams take me to the armory.
We walked through hallway after hallway, the kind that twisted so many times it felt endless. All I could think about was how easy it would be for someone to hide forever in this house. And that wasn’t even counting the secret passages.
Finally, Williams stopped in front of a long corridor. “This is it.”
He was standing in front of a tall gold mirror. For a second, I thought he was joking. But then he ran his hand along the side of the frame. I heard a faint click. The mirror swung out like a door, revealing a wall of steel behind it.
I just stared.
Williams leaned closer to the steel. A thin red line of light went down over his face. “Facial recognition,” he explained calmly. “It’s a backup security me
