"I know. It would be nice, however, if just once we could enter a building without getting attacked."
"Amen to that," I muttered. Hell, it would be nice if just once we caught a decent break. Maybe even a decent clue or two.
Mirri's life might just depend on it.
It took us just over half an hour to scoot across to Maribyrnong. The old defense site was easy enough to find, although much of it was now warehouses in various states of ill repair. Jak wound his way through the estate until we'd reached the coordinates, and parked up the road from a line of boxlike concrete buildings. There were no cars other than Jak's in this immediate area, and all the warehouses seemed empty of movement or life.
"It's the unmarked one in the middle." Jak crossed his arms on the steering wheel and studied the building through the windshield. "It looks harmless."
"So did the first one."
"True that."
I opened the door and climbed out of the car. The air swirled around me, rich with the scent of humanity. There was no one close, though. These warehouses were definitely as empty as they looked.
Jak came around the back of the car and halted beside me, the sheathed knife gripped firmly in his right hand. "The lady with the psychic skills may lead the way."
I smiled and walked down to the warehouse. It was a two-story structure, with small, evenly spaced windows lining both levels. The bottom ones were protected by metal bars, but not the top. I couldn't see anything unusual or out of place, yet tension crawled through me. Maybe it was just the expectation of trouble rather than the sense that anything lay in wait.
The double gates were padlocked but there didn't seem to be any other security measures in place. No cameras or sensors, anyway. Amaya could have dealt with the padlock easily enough, but that would tell whoever owned the building someone had been here.
"Looks like we're climbing over," I said. "And no looking up the dress."
His grin was decidedly cheeky. "Would I do something like that?"
"In a heartbeat."
"I'm mortified you think me so uncouth."