replies, smiling at her, âthey might come running, so go hide in the corner, okay?â
âSee you soon,â she says, gently touching the clear glass in front of his face.
And then sheâs gone.
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Jimmy takes stock. Thereâs a walk-in fridge. More steel tables. Even through his filtered mask, it smells like a vetâs waiting room. Jimmy walks to the far end of the cages, which are set atop each other, ten by five. Fifty monkeys. What did Veronica send them here for? To just wreak havoc? Jimmy supposes it will help, though he hates the idea of a monkey getting shot. Look at these guys, he thinks. Even screaming they donât deserve that.
He stands in front of a cell marked HENRY , where a bigger guy is staring Jimmy down. He puts his hand on the lock and begins to count down from ten, giving Odessa a little more time to get ready.
At three, though, an alarm goes off. Itâs loud and blaring and a spinning red light, like on a cop car, twirls above the door. It scares the crap out of him. All along the cages an additional lock springs into place, sealing the monkeys in. Jimmy looks at Henry, but the monkey just goes apeshit.
Odessa,
he thinks. And runs.
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Sheâs at the end of the hallway, her body splayed on the floor. The thick metal door at the entrance is almost down the wall, only a few feet above her, held in place by a cart. On the cart, crushed, is a microscope. The wheels on the bottom are bent off, and Jimmy can see the whole thing trembling beside her. If it gives, the door will drop and cut her in half.
â
Dess!
â Jimmy screams, hurrying down the hall, cursing his clunky suit.
She rolls over, waves for him to come, seemingly okay. Jimmy doesnât even have time to feel relieved. He plunges onto the ground next to her, where sheâs peering out underneath the door. The cart groans next to them.
âWhat happened?â he says.
âI donât know,â she replies, checking whether somethingâs coming. âOne minute Iâm standing in the hallway, the next, this door is closing by itself. I put the cart under, but itâs not going to hold long.â
âI didnât get the monkeys,â Jimmy says.
âI donât think itâs about the monkeys, Jimmy,â Odessa says, pointing at the BIOHAZARD LEVEL 4 door across the hall. Itâs been sealed by a mean-looking steel wall. Above the door is another spinning light, flashing in their eyes. âI think Veronica sent us here to save us. To lock the doors behind us. The monkeys were a stupid trick to get us here.â
âWhat, why?â
âTo protect us, obviously. I caught the door because I didnât want to be locked in, but maybe sheâs right. Maybe we should ride this out.â
Jimmy looks at her. Her eyes are wide and blue behind her mask. She wants this all to end. The cart, next to them, groans against the weight. Thereâs still a few feet free beneath the door. If they want to leave, they have to go now.
âThatâs not how it works, Dess. Mia needs our
help.
If we donât help, then sheâs going to come back from wherever the hell she is and find ten guns pointing at her face.â
âWe need to take care of ourselves,â Odessa says, having a fit that surprises him. The door groans.
âDess,â he says gently, âwe have to help them. We have to get out of here.â
Sheâs crying. He can hear it.
âYou know that if Sutton wins, we arenât going to be safe here. How long can we stay? What do we eat? Itâs just as dangerous here as it is out there, only the danger will take longer to get to us. You need to trust me, Dess. We have to go.â Jimmy feels something in his voice, a conviction stronger than anything heâs ever felt in the huddle at a football game. Odessa sees this. She stares into his eyes, and finally she takes his hand and
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