Prophet of Doom: Delphi Chronicles Book One by D.S. Murphy

Author:D.S. Murphy [Murphy, D.S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: k'12
Publisher: Urban Epics
Published: 2016-03-31T16:00:00+00:00

18

It took us twenty minutes to drive to Zamonta. Crys parked on a discreet side of the building and turned off her lights. We huddled together and looked at the map. The building was enormous, six floors and dozens of intersecting hallways. The rooms weren’t labelled, so we’d have to explore until we found Mr. Peters’ office.

“If they’re growing phylia here, it has to be in one of these rooms on the basement level. See, it says organic research facilities.” Crys pointed at one of the rooms and drew an invisible cross with her fingertip.

“X marks the spot,” she said, almost gleefully.

“You seem pretty confident,” I observed.

She shrugged. “Light B&E, a little late night larceny… what’s not to like?”

I chewed my lower lip. “What if it’s not there?”

She rolled her eyes. “Then we look somewhere else.” I opened my mouth to release another doubt, but she shushed me. “It’ll be fine. Let’s just do this before we talk ourselves out of it.”

She pulled a black scarf out of her bag and wrapped it around her face, covering her mouth and nose. I laughed. “Is that supposed to be you blending in?”

“Duh,” she said, her voice muffled by the scarf.

She handed me a spare scarf, but I shook my head. I pulled up the hood of my jacket to hide my face. I shouldered my backpack and took a deep breath, then we walked up to the gate, stopping briefly to ogle the building. It looked nearly the same as I remembered it from my last visit, in the future, but with better landscaping around the massive rectangular building. Our footsteps echoed in the empty parking lot as we got closer.

We avoided the spotlights beaming down from the building, illuminating the perimeter. Through the all-glass front of the building we could see the main lobby, and a night security guard sitting behind the desk watching TV. Crys nudged me and pointed to a side entrance around the corner. We crouched down as we made our way to the door. It was locked, but there was a keypad next to it. I pulled out the index card and typed in the numbers.

259158. The light turned green. I grabbed the handle but it still wouldn’t budge.

“Damn,” Crys murmured, staring at the keypad. “It says ‘swipe keycard.’”

“I didn’t find any keycard,” I said. “Just the keycode.”

“Let’s just try a bunch of numbers,” she said. “What’s the worst that can happen?”

“The alarm goes off and we get arrested?”

“Not helpful,” she frowned. She turned back to the keypad and punched in a random set of six numbers. A red light beeped on the keypad. She tried another set of four numbers. No luck. Another set. Still no luck.

“This is hopeless,” I said. “We need another way in—”

“What are you doing?” A voice spoke from behind us. We both jumped. Shit. The panic showed in my eyes as I looked at Crys. Her hands shook as they hovered over the keypad.

“Turn around,” the voice said. Crys turned around first and her expression changed from fear to surprise.

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