Chapter 45

Andrew pushed from the wall toward an unplanned corridor, trusting Ford and Luke to follow. They did, and once safely in the empty hall, Andrew slammed his hand against the wall as hard as he could.

“Are you crazy!?” Ford said in a furious whisper.

Andrew swung a finger up to his mouth to shush him.

They waited, Ford scowling as two sets of footsteps sounded, getting closer and closer until the guards stumbled into each other, not visible from their vantage point but still audible.

“Johnson? What are you doing down here? Shouldn’t you be on fifth?”

“I am. I’m on break and was heading for the vending machines.”

“There’s one upstairs.”

“It never has what I like. Plus, I think I dropped a quarter somewhere. Don’t suppose you got one?”

“Whatever, man, sure. Just get your snack and head back to your floor. Vallancourt would have our asses if she knew we strayed from the course after that break-in.”

“Five minutes, I swear. Then I’m right back up there.”