Chapter 10

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    The elevator ascends noisily.

    "You should fix this thing," I tell Wequline, but she just shakes her head.

    "Where are we going? "I ask her.

    "Third floor," she says quietly. I stand by the back until the door opens and I step out after Wequline; the room is large and white, with a couple doors leading to the side.

    "What is this?" I ask; the room is cluttered with maps, charts and graphs on the walls and a large desk covered with pens, Papers, and other stationary. The Floor is covered drawings of various Ferse buildings, and hundreds of the different wanted posters of me.

    "This is where I spend my nights," Wequline says and I pick up a blueprint.

    "The prison?" I ask, seeing familiar rooms and secret passageways I know all too well.

    "Yeah," he says, "is there anything I missed?" I look at the prison.

    "Just room number 666," I say looking at the blank spot in the prison with the room should be. I grab a pen from the table and fill in the room, along with detailed instructions on how to escape; I hand it to Wequline.

    "Thank you," she says and sets it on the desk.

    "We need to talk," Wequline tells me and for a few minutes is silent while I wait for her to speak.

    "Are they Okay?" She asks in a quiet rush, afraid of the answer, and I sigh, I don't want to tell her either.

    "Last year, I took the two little ones but I was too late to save the oldest, they killed her when they realized she was Kuvek," tell her.

    "And Jakobe?" She whispers, tears running down her face, and I shake my head.

    "They killed him first, years ago and lied that he was alive, I am so sorry," I say as Wequline wipes more tears from her face.

    "Where are the other two?" She asks and I hesitate to answer, I don't know what to say, I barely know what happened.

    "I don't know," I whisper, sorry for Wequline.

    "What!" She exclaims.

    "It's complicated," I say, "but the gist of it is, when I tore through the SKD and let their prisoners go, I led your boys through the alleyways to find a hiding spot with the Ferse on my trail. Then, the youngest dropped a picture, I think of you or his dad; he went to pick it up and when he did, the Ferse shot him. I took them to an abandoned house, and he was dead and then he wasn't."

    "You brought him back," Wequline whispers, "was he Kuvek?" She asks and I shake my head no.

    "After I brought him back, I passed out and when I woke up they were both gone," I respond, not saying anything else and leaving out the most important part.

    "Are they okay," she asks.

    "They are," I assure her.

    "How do you know? "She demands and I have to choose my words carefully. I may not be able to know where they are but they are safe.

    "Because we would know if they were dead," I choose as my answer and Wequline nods, Sliding against the wall to the floor.

    "You saved the boy down there, "she says and I think of him, he has changed quite a bit since he died.

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