Damaged 2 (Damaged #2) His Christmas Wish (Holland Springs #3.5)
A week later, we bought some cheap plane tickets to Vegas, left, and got married.
No. Jack looked at him like he was an idiot.So it can’t really travel time? Milo asked.
Afterworlds (Afterworlds #1)
Well, no. Of course not, Jack said, sounding a little deflated. It’s a car.An old car. Milo crossed his arms over his chest.My cousin would’ve sold you his Gremlin for a lot less, I bet, Bobby said, coming back into the room with a Diet Cherry Coke.
Angel Betrayed (The Fallen #2)
Whatever. It’s awesome, Jack said defensively. You’d know if you saw it.Yeah. Jack pulled the keys out of his pocket and tossed them to Milo. Go ahead. But don’t break anything and don’t drive it. You can just look.
Yes, sir, Milo said, stepping towards the door. He turned to Bobby. Wanna see it?
Sure. Why not? Bobby shrugged.This is just the entryway. I’ve got much more to show you. Leif turned and walked forward.
Peter had barely made it inside, but I followed Leif. Jack stayed right behind me, muttering things about rats and the smell, as we let Leif lead us through the twists and turns of the tunnel.The brick walls eventually gave way to sandstone halls with arched ceilings. I ran my fingers along the walls, surprised to find that they’d been carved right from the earth. We climbed up a makeshift set of stairs carved into the stone, and we made it to an area that seemed much more habitable.
Dirty Trick (Perfectly Matched #1)
The floors were smooth concrete, with a small stream running down the center. From the smell of it, I’d guess it was a sewage line. The ceilings were rounded brick, but the halls were much wider than the narrow ones we’d walked through to get here. Dim yellow lights were spaced out along the ceiling, the only lights we’d encountered since we got here.I feel like a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle, I said, stepping over the sewage stream to follow Leif down the tunnel.
Cowabunga, Jack said, and I smiled at him. He stepped after me and took my hand in his.And here we are. Leif gestured to an entrance off the side of the tunnel.
Jack squeezed my hand as we walked through the entrance. I think part of him still expected this to be some kind of trap, although I’m not sure why. Leif had been nothing but kind to us, and just because he couldn’t explain it, it didn’t mean Leif was bad.The ceilings were shockingly high, at least twenty feet above us. Three of the walls were the same brick as the tunnel, lined with a few dim lights and a couple electrical boxes. The cement floor ended in a cliff, but I could see the smooth concrete wall thirty feet across from it.
I walked to the edge and stared up and down, but the wall across from it seemed to have no beginning and no end. A few pipes jutted out from it, letting water flow from it, pouring like never ending waterfalls into the bottom. The water smelled fresh and chlorinated, so I guessed it was clean water here, not the sewage from the tunnel.Wow. That’s an impressive drop, Jack whistled, looking over the edge with me. He leaned farther forward than even I did, and his foot slipped on the moss that grew over the edge. I yanked him back from certain death, and he smiled sheepishly at me. Sorry.