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Before I could protest against his insult, he pushed me past Nick into the lounge area. The three men were gone, as was the wheelbarrow. But they weren't gone. I heard them talking to each other somewhere in the kennel alley and as soon as we walked down the side corridor, I saw them again. They fed the poles. One pushed large chunks of meat through a hatch into the kennel, while the other two held the incarcerated proles at a distance with electronic batons. No, I didn't feel sorry for these monsters. Still, I would have loved to have drawn my gun and released the beasts from their lives.

No one builds a fortress like this without secrets to protect. I glance back at the door. Lucy is still outside, but the thought does little to calm my nerves. I return to the desk, running my hands along the edges in search of a hidden compartment. When nothing gives, I move to the bookshelves. My fingers trail over the spines, most of which are fake—decorative placeholders meant to impress rather than inform. I’m about to give up when one book catches my eye. Smaller than the others, it’s wedged awkwardly between two massive volumes.

Before me, the corridors stretched, lined with cells that housed the worst of the worst. Hardened criminals, traitors, and the most depraved of Lycans were imprisoned here. Some were too weak to move, lying in their own filth and blood, while others stared out from behind the bars with hollow, lifeless eyes. The stench of blood, filth, and decay nearly made me vomit, but I stood tall and walked toward my destination, ignoring the pained groans and curses that came from the criminals.