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The elevator was dark, the lights were out or missing. The door didn’t close behind them, the button panel didn’t light up and the car didn’t move when the buttons were pushed. Alan rolled his eyes in exasperation. “Stairs it is, I guess.”
The service stairs were near the bar. It wasn’t a long walk to it but in the darkness everything was a potential enemy, so the trio remained wary. Alan opened the stairwell door as quietly as he could, allowing the other two in.
“You know, I am confused,” Jake said, looking down from the second landing. “If this guy is as strong as he says he is, he could just get us. What is the hold up? How did fireworks stop Griffin? This could end up being some sort of game for them with a boss at
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