Chapter 15

I froze, straining my eyes seeking out the demons that I was positive they had stashed in here with me.

After a moment, Rohan opened the door again. "Kidding."

He flicked on the light to reveal a vast, well-lit studio. The ceilings and walls were the same concrete blocks as the hallway, but the floor was wall-to-wall blue padding. There were no windows.

"You're a dick," I told him.

He glanced down at his crotch. "It is legendary, but it doesn't fully define me."

"My God," I muttered. Noting Rohan's bare feet on the pads, I toed out of my shoes, stacking them beside the door. "Why is this called the Vault?" If there were valuables they were well hidden because there was nothing to see. Not even a punching bag.

"It's the most secure room."

I rolled out my shoulders. "Now what?"

"Training," Baruch said, entering.

"Shalom, Sensei Tree Trunk," I said, bowing with my hands together in Namaste position. "What's first? Weapons?" I could totally rock a weapon.