C72 Lies, Desire, and Leverage.

I ran into the small storage room, my heart racing in my chest, and Andrew followed close behind. His eyes darted across the quiet hallway before he shut the door behind us quietly, then he locked it. The only sound was our breathing and the pulse of my own panic as I paced in the small, cramped room, shelves stacked high with boxes.

"Andrew... hell has broken loose; we’ve been caught." I wept