Chronicles of Gabriel by W.J. May

Author:W.J. May
Language: eng
Format: epub
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Publisher: Dark Shadow Publishing
Published: 2022-09-15T00:00:00+00:00

IN A TRULY BIZARRE twist of irony, the subterranean levels of the compound were laid out in a similar fashion to the Privy Council itself. Granted, there were laboratories where there should have been offices. And the locking mechanisms on their detention facilities were still intact.

Gabriel glanced in the cells as they passed by, relieved to find each one of them empty. They had been told that Weber operated primarily through the clinic in Gitega, but their presence would imply that at least some of the unsuspecting patients were taken back to the compound for further study.

And held very much against their will.

He paused outside the infirmary at the end of the hall, staring without expression at the pair of restraints affixed to the table. He was intimately with the feel of them.

Cromfield had a similar table himself.

“They never got a hit on the safe?” he asked tightly, rubbing at his wrists.

Devon shook his head, eyes fixed on the end of the hall. “Nothing was ordered, delivered, or installed for the last nine years.” He paused a moment to listen, then eased them through the next set of doors. “There’s a chance he constructed a vault of some kind, but even that would have left a trail...”

They stopped in perfect unison.

As it turned out, the boys at Guilder hadn’t been able to trace the safe for a reason. The laptop wasn’t in a safe. Nor was it in a vault. It was sitting on a table in the middle of the room.

Well, that’s convenient.

“First the guards, and now this,” Devon muttered. “Carter gave this order on a whim, he was pissed about that kid. We took a cargo plane. They couldn’t have known we were coming.”

Gabriel’s eyes swept the room, latching onto the tiniest of details.

“Maybe that’s the point,” he replied, lingering on a forgotten sweater and plate of day-old pasta. “Maybe he didn’t know we were coming. To keep this thing current, he needs to be updating it all the time. Maybe he left it out. Stranger things have happened.”

Blame it on their gothic boarding school, but his friends were often under the impression that bad guys came with a rotating field of laser scopes and an evil cat. At the very core, most of them were simply businessmen. And in order to conduct business, there were times they needed to work.

“I guess,” Devon said hesitantly, casting another look around. “But what about the guard rotation? Except for the two outside, we haven’t seen anyone—”

Gabriel held up his wrist, tapping the watch. “One way or another, our window’s closing. If we draw this out much longer, the night shift will finish and we’ll get to meet all the extra security you could want. So unless you want to leave the laptop on the table, I’m taking it with us.”

He waited a few seconds, then took a step forward.

“Hang on.” Devon caught his arm, glancing warily at the empty walls. “Why do I feel like poison darts are going to shoot from the ceiling, or the floor’s going to drop into a pool of sharks?”

“.

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