course. We have cages for his kind.” Her eyes glinted, then she turned away, directing the capture in a steady murmur as she descended the stairs.
“Did you find the key?” Amy asked as Rex helped her to her feet.
“Why?” He extended his hand and the brass church key was on his palm.
“Because we have to finish this.” Amy took the key, then touched a warning fingertip to her lips. She retrieved the rope and blindfold that Devon had dropped on the stairs, then turned out the flashlight.
She quietly unlocked the door to Caitlyn’s room as Rex watched.
Caitlyn, it appeared, slept with a light on which would be useful. Yes, Amy liked how the light from it poured into the hidden passageway.
Amy arranged the rope and blindfold, just inside the hidden passage but so that the light from Caitlyn’s room fell on them. Rex stepped into the shadows on the descending staircase as Amy unlocked the door to Zach’s room.
She let it squeak as it opened. Then she left it ajar just enough that the light from Caitlyn’s room would be visible in Zach’s room.
She surveyed her work, knew that she had done all she could, then noted Rex’s nod of approval. She hurried toward him. He took her hand and urged her down the stairs silently.
Amy heaved a sigh of relief when they were back in the security room. Rex didn’t let go of her hand and she dared to believe that he was pleased.
“Zach’s taken your bait,” Dagmar said, nodding at the video feed of what had to be the corridor between Zach and Caitlyn’s rooms. The infra-red showed a man’s figure, who moved differently from Devon. He looked into Caitlyn’s room, hesitated as if to consider his options, then gathered something into his hand. “Looks like you saved this one.” The crew applauded Amy and she took a little bow.
“It’s a very satisfying business, making fantasies come true,” Rex murmured and Amy glanced up to find him smiling at her.
“Addictive, even,” she said, and his smile broadened.
He touched a fingertip to her throat. “I think you need a bit of attention tonight.”
Amy’s mouth went dry at the gleam in his eyes. “I think I should be taught a lesson for taking such a risk,” she whispered.
Rex nodded and rested the weight of his hand on her shoulder. He nodded to Dagmar and her team, then led a very submissive—and very excited—Amy to his quarters.
* * *
Devon was panting and pacing in the attic.
But he had escaped.
He stood still and willed his heart to slow. He couldn’t hear anything through the soundproofed door, but he guessed that they were looking for him. Could he lock it behind himself somehow?
He returned to the door, and bent down to examine the slot where the card went. It was dark in the attic and he wished he’d grabbed that flashlight. Something beeped as he was squinting at the slot.
The little light illuminated briefly, but it was red.
He had a moment to hope that his wish had come true, then he wondered.
Devon hurried to another door that gave access to the house below, choosing one randomly. Were they watching him? Did they anticipate his choice? His adrenalin was pumping at the possibilities.
He took a chance and slid his pass key into the slot.
Unlike before, the light stayed red and the door stayed closed.
Devon straightened and looked around the attic. There were more doors. Surely one of them was open?
Surely they hadn’t sealed him into this place?
Surely she’d been working alone?
But even as he had the thought, two stainless steel partitions slid out of the walls with a quiet hiss and met in the middle, effectively dividing the attic in half.
“No!” Devon roared and raced toward the new wall, already knowing what he would find. He ran his hands over the smooth steel barrier, but there was no way to get a grip on it. He knocked on it and banged on it, but it was made of the same insulated material as the doors. He worked his way to the far end, checking obsessively, then heard
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