No More Locked Doors นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Matt didn’t move for a second after the knock. “Matt?” Maya’s voice came again, louder this time. Jordy stepped back, his breathing still uneven, his mind scrambling to catch up with everything that had just happened. Matt finally turned toward the door, running a hand through his hair before unlocking it. The door opened. Maya stood there, arms crossed, eyebrows raised. “Why was your door locked?” Matt leaned casually against the frame like nothing had happened. “Privacy exists, you know.”

To ignore it. But that voice was weaker now. Much weaker. I pushed the handle down. The door didn’t open. Locked. I frowned. That didn’t make sense. I never locked this door. Never needed to. I tried again. Nothing. The lock held firm. My grip tightened slightly. And slowly… I looked down at the key in my hand. A cold realization settled in my chest. “No way…” My fingers tightened around it. This wasn’t coincidence. This was planned. Everything was planned.

"Lower your voice. Is this something to be proud of? If she's not your mistress, what is she? Should I ask her if there are others besides me and her?" Max's face darkened as he blocked my path. "Don't you dare! She has a cold, so leave her alone!" His genuine concern for her and complete disregard for me filled me with despair. I took a deep breath and said, "I couldn't reach you, so I left divorce papers in your office. Sign them, and let's get this over with."

Niko said. We reached a bulkhead door with more locks than any other point so far. Hansen swiped. Coleman, on comms, sent the override. The door thunked. Didn’t budge. “Of course,” Hansen muttered, rerunning his card. “This one’s… finicky.” “It’s not finicky,” Niko said, scanning the status. “It’s dug in. Godmode’s holding it.” I stepped closer. Laid my palm flat against the cold metal.

Cold. --- “Performance increase: 27%.” “Emotional response?” A pause. They’re waiting. Watching. Searching. “…None.” Approved. --- But they’re wrong. Because something is there. Not emotion. Not weakness. Something else. Something sharper. Darker. More controlled. --- I reach the final door. Reinforced. Locked. Secured. I place my hand against the panel. Access denied. Of course. So I don’t ask again. I break it.

But every door I approached was locked I frowned, confusion etched on my face. I waved at Annie to come help me, and she rushed over quickly. "Don't let your footsteps sound," I warned, my voice barely above a whisper. Annie nodded, her eyes wide with understanding. We slowly walked towards each other, trying not to make a sound. "Some of the rooms here are locked," I said, my voice low. "Why are they locked?" Annie shook her head. "They shouldn't be locked, all these rooms weren’t locked before. Why are they all locked all of a sudden?"

Not a home. A holding place. The door shut behind them. The lock clicked. Ruth spun on him instantly. “No.” Leonard stopped walking. “You do not lock me in again,” she said, voice low but shaking with something dangerous. “This isn’t….. ” “It sounds the same,” she cut in. “Metal. Final. You don’t get to decide when doors close around me.” Silence snapped between them. Leonard held her gaze, jaw tightening. “The lock is for protection.” “That’s what they said too.”

“Alpha Black has been alerted to the suspicious activity going on back here and he’s on his way. Come out slowly and walk with me out of the woods as I’m certain there’s a reasonable explanation for this.” I try again but again all I can hear is the roaring river behind me. I reach for the knob and find that it’s locked. I slowly raise my hand to knock on the door not knowing what else I could do. “Open up. Alpha never gave anyone permission to use these efficiencies. He’s on his way now. It’s best that you leave.” I can hear the voices start again but they’re arguing among each other. To my shock I hear the lock click open and the door slowly pulls away from me.

He held me tightly against his chest, so tightly that I could feel his heart pounding hard and unevenly through his torn jacket. "Keep the gates closed!" Kasimir’s voice shattered the stillness, a jagged, terrifying roar that reverberated off the reinforced concrete walls of the Alpine Ridge subterranean garage. "Level-One lockdown! Total perimeter seal! If a single bird flies over this estate without a clearance code, shoot it out of the sky!" Heavy steel doors slammed shut somewhere above us with a loud bang. The force of it shook the floor beneath my feet. Then I heard the heavy locks slide into place, the sound echoing down the hallway.

Daddy replied. "All our cars." I added. "That's true all our cars has a tracker installed. I am not worried that your mommy will get lost. At least one of the MIB was always with her. When worst comes to worst and she got lost I'll just look for the nearest restaurant or fastfood and I am sure she's there eating." "Contrary to your Sunshine she's worst than Dora explorer. So goodluck with that one." I sigh." Don't remind me." "The 200 lockers are currently being installed at the shelter with locks. Oh, I take it that you did not give her gifts yet?"