"I need you to walk as quickly as you can." His blank eyes met mine. Then he nodded again, his response delayed.
This was going to be harder than I had first anticipated.
"You have to be quiet," I reminded him. It was like I was talking to a child. I had no idea if he remembered the situation he was in and the last thing I needed was him giving us away by accident.
"Yes…quiet," he said.
He was larger than me but I could take his extra weight as he leaned into me. He put one foot in front of the door.
"What are you doing?"
The sudden voice without warning sent my heart slamming into my chest as I lifted my eyes and found Harrison in the doorway effectively blocking off the only exit out of the room.
Crap.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Kyle
My eyes narrowed as I watched Claire's features closely. There was something off but I couldn't quite put my finger on it.
"How about you tell me what you know about the Keepers?" I asked, hoping I was going in the right direction.
She frowned slightly, gripping her hands together. I didn't miss the telltale action.
"Why would you think I know more than you do?" she asked, obviously trying to keep the nervousness out of her voice but she failed.
She was definitely hiding something that had to do with the Keepers. It was strange because before today they had only existed in old stories.
"A hunch." I rubbed my chin slightly while trying to figure out why.
Her silence only confirmed my initial gut feeling. How would she know about the Keepers before this? And why hadn't she said something at the time she found out?
"What are you hiding?" I murmured as I tried to put the puzzle pieces together.
Her eyes dropped to her hands. It was confirmation that she was definitely hiding something more than just the whereabouts of Crystal.
Crystal. My frown deepened. So far Claire was keeping a secret about Crystal and she was hiding a secret about the Keepers. Were they connected? It didn't make any sense.
"We found Crystal," I said, deciding to reveal it to her.
Her eyes shot back up to mine. "Where? Is she okay?"
"We don't know."
"I don't understand," she said, looking at me with confusion.
"She's being held in the property where the Keepers are."
The horror in her face was undeniable.
"Oh, my gosh," she gasped, putting her hands over her mouth.
I watched her reaction with interest. There was something I was missing.
"Tell me," I prompted Claire softly, hoping this approach would finally push her to open up to me.
She looked truly frightened and I could see her wrestling with what to say.
