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“What are we looking for?
A trapdoor?” Scott asked.
Оглавление“No.” Abby chuckled, but it sounded strained. Then she lifted a rock, plucked a slender object from the earth and announced triumphantly, “This.”
Abby wiped the key on her jeans and took the stairs two at a time. She slid the key into the deadbolt and opened the door to the keeper’s quarters.
“I’m glad you came along today,” Scott said.
“Thank me after we’re rescued, okay?”
Scott spotted the radio communications box on the counter just as Abby reached it and began flipping switches, waiting impatiently and then scowling when she didn’t get a response.
“I don’t understand,” she muttered, flipping a toggle up and down.
“I think I do.” Scott reached past her to the lifeless power cord. He held up the severed end for her to see. “It’s been cut.”
