Chapter 31

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Keegan

I raise my eyebrow in concern.

"What?" I ask cautiously, and Cameron takes a deep breath.

"Come with me." He says quickly.

Feeling a weight in my chest, I follow him down the hall with Logan and Merrick right behind me, followed by Cody and Spike.

Cameron leads us down towards where Davis was being held, and I can see Sam standing outside the door, leaning against the wall, shaking his head.

Running past Cameron, I reach Sam and meet his eyes.

"Sam, what is it?" I question him, and he sighs, looks up at me, then nods towards the room.

I raise my eyebrow and slowly push open the door.

My eyes widen when I see the man lying on the floor, dead.

Merrick looks over my shoulder, and his eyes widen.

"What the hell happened?" He asks as I crouch down next to Davis.

His eyes are wide and lifeless, blood dripping from his mouth as well as a foam around his lips as if he had had a seizure. His skin is pale, and I sigh.

Sam shakes his head.

"I heard a sound in the room when I was standing outside the door, and when I opened the door, I saw Davis on the floor, convulsing and foaming at the mouth. He was dead in seconds." He sighs, and I frown, looking back down at him.

A small object on the floor next to him catches my eye, and I reach to pick it up. Holding it up to see, my eyes widen.

"Merrick...." I say, and he walks over.

"Look at this," I say, holding it up. Logan's curiosity intensifies, and he looks over Merrick's shoulder.

"What is that?" He asks, and I shake my head with a frown.

"It's a pill capsule. Davis must've taken it. Filled with poison, no doubt. He knew that Trent and Ramon would run and that we'd use him to find them. He killed himself so we couldn't get any information." I say through gritted teeth.

Taking a deep breath, I shake my head, then whip the capsule across the room, flicking against the wall.

"GODDAMMIT!" I yell, and Spike walks over to put his hand on my shoulder.

"Keegan, we'll figure this out." He says calmly, and I spin around, bolting to my feet.

"HOW?! Our one shot at finding them is now dead on the fucking floor, and the trail to them is long cold. What the hell do we do now?!" I shout, and Merrick stands up next to me, then holds me still.

"Keegan, cool it. We'll find another way. There's always another way. We all want to figure this out. So keep a cool head, for both your sake and ours." He reprimands, and I sigh, then close my eyes.

Pulling away from his hold, I take a deep breath, then stomp back to the main room.

Picking up my gun again, I check the mag, then look through the scope to see that it's clear and stable. Finding it sufficient, I set it back down on the table, and close my eyes.

"Keep yourself safe, kid. I don't want to have to patch you up again."

Slate's voice echoes in my head, and I sigh.

He saved me when I was a kid.

But I couldn't save him.

Turning away, I walk down the hall, away from the Ghosts as they start to trickle into the room.

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