Page 114 of Fly's Path

I’m not really a violent person, but the urge to punch him in the face runs through me.

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Two hours later, I’m no closer to finding her than when I walked in the door. This place is a maze on par with the labyrinth, except I know my way around in the clubhouse. I’ve taken four wrong turns, which led me to the morning room each time. I don’t want food. I want Sheri.

We each have a tracker on…her phone. She still has her tracker, allowing me to follow her on her phone. I pull out mine…no signal. The walls are probably too thick here. But we’re all wearing a tracker that works…Which means someone is able to find us…find her.

I need to find the security center.

Havoc walks by with a very pregnant Greer by his side. She’s got a snack in hand and a smile on her face.

What is it that makes pregnant women so stunningly beautiful? Focus. “Do you know where the security center is?”

Havoc shakes his head. “I think it’s in the dungeon, but I haven’t had time to go looking yet.”

The dungeon?

Time to find myself a torture chamber.

Twists and turns, rooms within rooms, and finally, I find stairs leading down…

Dungeon fits the stone-and-steel space. There’s wall after wall of implements, each and every one meticulously kept. Is that about preserving history, or does the owner still use these?

Those aren’t problems for my brain right now…or ever, hopefully.

A vaguely familiar man in a modern black suit steps out of a door on the right…

Security center found. I open the door and step out of stone and steel into a state-of-the-art security hub. The almost two dozen screens on the wall each show different images.

Taylor turns from the screens he’s monitoring. “What do you need? This isn’t part of the game.”

“I’m looking for Sheridan.”

“She’s lost in the maze.”

This whole place is a maze. “Could you be a little more specific?”

Taylor grins and hits a few buttons. A maze in the back garden pops up on the screen with what looks to be the top of Sheri’s head walking through it.

“She’s been walking in circles for over an hour now. She hasn’t pushed her button, but I was thinking of sending someone out to check on her, anyway. Are you going to be that person?”

“I’ll take care of her.”

“Do you need me to print you a copy of the map?”

“Nope. All I need to do is study it for a second.” Puzzles are a bit of a hobby of mine. “Thanks.”

“You might want to take that door.” He nods to one of the half dozen in the room. “It leads to a staircase by the back garden.”

“Thanks.”

“Before you go…I heard about your jump last night. Very cool idea. And tell your president I might be a little insulted we weren’t invited to the party.”

“Will do, but I think Maddox is running the op now. With your skills, I’m sure he wouldn’t mind extending an invitation to your team.” This feels like a silly conversation, but there’s so much more going on than the superficial words would have an outsider think.

Taylor nods. “Has Vex waded in?”

Hopefully not. “I don’t believe so.” As interesting as this conversation isn’t, I need to see Sheri. “Thanks for the help.”