Lily, the Brave - By Katherine Hodges Page 0,79
probably be in a couple weeks. I will give you further details as soon as I know myself.” The people who weren’t chosen for the assignment left the room through the door leading to the garage. Everyone else stood and walked knowingly to the kitchen. At the back of the kitchen was a walk in pantry. Mr. Turner opened the pantry door and stepped inside. He turned on the small exposed light bulb and felt around underneath one of the pantry shelves. Suddenly there was a click, and part of the wall popped out away from the rest of the wall. Mr. Turner pulled on the edge of the small handless door and held it open for everyone to go through. Each person stooped down and through the small doorway into a gigantic room, much larger than the room they had previously been in. It was much closer to how Lily thought the inside of an old warehouse would look like than the other room. There were still no windows. The room was divided into stations. One station was filled with blue gymnasium mats, punching bags, and other athletic and exercise equipment. The next area was a small kitchen and living room combo, much like the one in the other room, but on a much smaller scale. The third area was filled with computers and technical equipment. There were boxes filled with computer parts and other paraphernalia Lily didn’t recognize. The last station was filled with weapons. They were everywhere, on the walls, in boxes on the floor, and were laid out on tables. They were organized according to type and size. There were guns and knives as well as other contraptions Lily didn’t recognize. In the middle of the gigantic room, surrounded by the stations, sat a large black conference table, where all of the team members were now seated. Lily sat in between Landon and Malaya who were as distracted by the room as she was. She had a hard time pulling her probing eyes away from it when Mr. Turner began to speak.
“Welcome to the bunker,” he said addressing the three unfocused teenagers. “As you can see this is a secret room, and it must remain secret. I’m sure that won’t be a problem for any of you. You might have noticed that the warehouse has windows on the outside, but none on the inside. That is because this room, as well as the other one, is a separate building. It is a building within a building. It has been reinforced to withstand whatever may come at it. If there’s ever an apocalypse, this would be the place to be. The exterior building, which is the original warehouse, could collapse around this one, but we would still be safe. Hence the name,” he said smiling at those around him.
“As you can see, there are stations where we work to prepare for our assignments. During the days or sometimes weeks prior to an assignment, all the team members that have been selected will live here and prepare for their personal assignments. There are two bunk rooms through that door,” he said pointing to a normal looking door near the computer station, “That is where everyone sleeps. The men’s bunks are to the left, and the women’s to the right. Lily will only be here on Saturday, but if she chooses to join us on future assignments, she may be spending more time here to see how everything works.” Everyone nodded and smiled at Lily. She felt awkward at the attention, but tried not to let it bother her.
“Now,” he said a little louder, clapping his hands together in front of him and rubbing them together. “On to the assignment. The warehouse we will be raiding is a personal warehouse owned by none other than our good friend Mr. Vincent Gambino.” By the looks on the faces of those around her, it appeared they knew Gambino well, and were not too excited about going up against him.
“I know, I know, we haven’t always come out victorious when we are up against this guy, but we have some extra help now that we didn’t have before. Lily has a special talent that will help us. Lily, would you care to explain what it is that you are able to do?” Lily flinched. She hadn’t thought about giving the people around her an explanation. She had assumed Mr. Turner would tell them himself. What was she supposed to say? There was