Getting access to the school during the day was so easy that Nathan felt sorry for the kids at the mercy of such thoughtless school officials. Sure, it had a metal detector—which Cam warned them about so Nathan knew to leave even his ankle blade behind, much to his chagrin—but only at the main doors.
Nathan felt a little naked with nothing but his hands to defend himself with as they walked the halls leaving the principal’s office, though he didn’t mind losing the guns for a while. They had stopped to pick up their guest passes, wholly believed as Private Investigators hired anonymously by concerned parents—Sasha’s idea, and an alias he used often. Put a little fear into a school board, especially a private one that they might lose students, and more importantlymoney, and they acquiesce to anything.
“Wow,” Sasha commented as they side-stepped yet another kid with an overstuffed backpack running for class. “This place sure is hectic for having so few students.”