The God Game: Evangeline Heart Book 2 (Evangeline Heart Adventures) by Alexander A.K. & Greyson Jen

Author:Alexander, A.K. & Greyson, Jen [Alexander, A.K.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: NA fantasy, paranormal, fantasy NA, NA series, urban fantasy, NA fantasy series, bestselling NA
Publisher: D'Vine Press
Published: 2015-02-16T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

"This has trap written all over it. You know that, right?" My stomach squeezed as we moved further along the bowels of the Spata sewer system.

"Yeah. I know,” Clay said, checking our six over his shoulder. “But we're less exposed down here."

I didn't like that we were being directed against every set of plans we’d had available to us. Had we known this was an option, we’d never have bothered with the parking garage. This entire length of access had been marked as unused, according to every set of blueprints we'd been able to come up with. Clay's recon trip down here had exposed the misinformation, and we’d backtracked the line to a manhole and dropped in, which now had us working our way toward the excavation, coming at it on the opposite side of the parking garage. Water dripped from the ceiling, pinging against the puddles as we moved deeper along the line.

Clay had the Mossberg strapped to his back and pockets full of shells, along with two handguns and three knives. I’d left the sniper rifle, but had a dozen knives, my handguns, and enough ammo to take down any reasonable offense. None of that made me feel comfortable about our odds. We hadn’t come down here to ambush anyone, only to stay protected as long as we could. I didn’t have any preconceived notions that this was going to go easy or well, but I liked being down here a lot better than I’d liked the garage with its open sides and impossible numerous entry points. Here we had one exit, one entrance. Easy to protect, easy to leave.

Our footsteps splashed in the stagnant water left over from the efforts to drain this once they’d started the excavation. I’d been in my fair share of sewer systems, and a dry one was definitely preferable to a live one, but the fumes still made my eyes water.

We walked forward slowly, guns drawn and ready, eyes scanning every shadow.

"First shift should start in thirty minutes," Clay said quietly, his words reverberating off the stone walls and ceiling.

I nodded, then made us pause fifteen feet from the end, anticipating, ready, alert. Bright sunlight streamed past the nearby buildings, illuminating the entire dig with early-morning light. They probably loved that for working on it, but I loved it for the distinct shadow it cast on the tunnel. The lighting change from bright light to immediate dark kept us in shadow and no one in the pit would have a straight line of sight into this portion of the tunnel, either. We were invisible.

Nothing moved, and we pressed forward. Without a good idea of what the excavation team had come up with in the last few days and what they’d planned to tackle today, we didn’t know how today would play out, but I was prepared to sit and wait until nightfall if we had to. We would be here when they found it.

College students and archaeologists filtered in over the course of the next half hour.

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