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“Basement?”
“Not that I saw.”
“Monsieurs, there are lots of basements around here,” Bastien said. “Many are closed up.”
Killian’s gaze darkened. “Come on.”
He flicked on a flashlight, and led them to a rusted metal side door. Killian shoved it open, and they entered the building.
Cain studied the scarred, concrete floor, the wooden beams overhead. They fanned out, searching for anything. Any entrance to a basement.
Jet walked along the far wall, while Killian prowled around like a big, agitated predator.
Cain stalked to the back of the space. He guessed it had once housed a factory. He didn’t hear anything or see any movement.
The place was mostly empty. In one corner, he spotted a tattered couch covered in fast food wrappers. Carbone was a pig. Cain kicked some trash and saw some of it was moldy.
Where are you, asshole?
If he’d hurt Devyn, Cain would help Killian beat him to a pulp.
“Over here,” Jet called out.
Cain and Killian converged on her. He saw her standing next to stacks of boxes.
“What did you find?” Cain asked.
She pointed.
He studied the boxes. They were stamped, and were apparently full of champagne. But then she nudged one and it moved.
“This one’s empty,” she said.
Cain shoved it aside.
There was a trap door in the floor.
Killian crouched and wrenched it open. Light filtered up from below.
Without a word, he charged down the wooden steps.
“Stay up here,” Cain said and followed his friend.
They descended into a small space. There was an old square of carpet on the floor, and some even older couches.
Devyn was standing, wobbling a little. Her hands were tied in front of her.
She saw Killian and smiled. It was a little crooked, and her pupils were dilated.
“Hey, baby,” she slurred.
Carbone was curled in a fetal position on the floor, whimpering.
Killian went straight to his wife, and cupped her face. “Are you all right?”
“Yup.” She gave a slow nod. “He drugged me. I was out for a bit, but I woke up and got mad.” She tried to touch Killian’s face, and almost clubbed him in the head. “I was coming to find you.”
He took her hands and untied them. “Is the drug dangerous?”
