Eye for an Eye (Take a Chance #2)- Lisa Helen Gray Page 0,6
down another step. “Let the fuck go.”
“Wyatt, you’re older than me. I’m still young. Girls need me. Just be a big man and go down first.”
“Put your torch on,” I mutter, rolling my eyes.
“You put your torch on,” he snaps, flinching his arm away from the wall as if some ghostly presence brushed against him.
“Fucking hell, are you going to argue about everything?” I ask, pulling my phone out of my back pocket and turning the torch on. I shine it around our surroundings, seeing clipped up string lights going along the bricked wall and down a spiral staircase. “There should be a switch.”
Reid looks at the wall nearest the door, finding something hidden in a hole.
“Got it,” he tells me, just as a buzz fills the air, and one by one, the bulbs begin to flicker to life. Some aren’t working and some continue to flicker, but it’s still brighter than my phone.
We take a step down the spiralled stairs, brushing cobwebs out of the way as we follow the path the lights are taking us, coming to a stop at the bottom, where we find ourselves in a corridor.
Reid comes up behind me, leaning down so his breath blows across my ear. I shove him away.
“What did I tell you? I heard about this place.”
“What did you hear?” I ask, knowing this should be good.
“Not much as it was a while back and I was too busy staring at the chick’s tits. We had to do a project in history on historical buildings or a historical monument that hit the papers in our town. The chick did this place, mentioning hidden tunnels underground.”
“Let me guess, so the owner could murder people?” I interrupt, coming to a stop at a door.
“No, originally it was used as a bunker, but later on, when it was passed down to his son, it was used to home his mistress. You have to give him credit. He hid her good. She even gave birth down here, from what I remember.”
“Tits?” I ask, knowing that’s why he doesn’t remember.
He smirks, nodding. “Yeah.”
He reaches for the door, twisting the handle. It clicks, but when he pushes, nothing happens. He tries harder, and the door creaks seconds before it flies open, slamming against the wall. He loses his footing, nearly falling to his knees.
“Fucking hell,” I mutter, shining my phone around the room.
To the left of the room is a large wooden desk covered in spider webs, dust and who knows what else. It looks like it’s been left there for centuries. It has little shelves and pockets to store stuff inside on the back edge of the desk. On the other side of the room is a bed without a mattress, the springs rusted and broken in places. Candle fixtures and lights line the bricked walls, similar to the ones on the stairs, which must have been added years later.
I head over to the desk, seeing a black and white picture of a man and a woman who are sitting on a bench in a garden, with a little girl in their arms, smiling wide. It’s definitely old; I can tell by the man’s suit and the girl’s plain, long dress. The woman’s hair is up in a fancy do like they wore during the Second World War.
Reid wasn’t the only one to pay attention in history.
I jump when lights suddenly turn on, making a crackling sound, and turn my glare at Reid.
“Sorry, found the lights,” Reid mutters, soaking up the room.
There are two more openings with stairs, one leading further down and another leading up. We must already be cellar level. The stairs were too steep coming down for them to travel just one floor.
I aim my phone into the one leading down, and it does nothing to give us a guess as to what is down there. It’s nothing but darkness.
“As much as I’d love to explore, there is no way I’m going down there,” I tell Reid, my voice echoing, bouncing off the walls.
And I won’t. I’m curious and intrigued, but I’m not stupid. And going down there would be seriously stupid.
“Me either,” he mutters, and I turn to him, dubious. He shrugs at me. “At least, not until I’ve gotten my torch and Eli and Luke are back.”
“Let’s get back before Jaxon has a hernia.”
“We should go back up those ones, see where they lead us. Could be another hidden room. We want to make sure it’s empty for the family