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“Hidden?” Desiree asked “I thought ere going to fight?”
“Not yet,” Brett said “Not until we know for sure who it is”
“Brett has a plan,” I said “Desiree, I need you to trust us”
“Okay” She sounded worried, confused, but determined “What’s the plan”
Brett walked a few feet away, pushing the coffee table back and off a rug that lay underneath it Then he peeled back the rug to reveal a door in the floorboard I smirked Rumrunners were full of lots of old tricks in the Tennessee mountains
“I prepared it the other day It’ll be tight, but I made it as comfortable as I could Get in,” he said
Brett opened the door, and Desiree looked at me I nodded, and she looked back down into the rooine, wheels on gravel There wasn’t much time
Desiree went down first, and then it was my turn The room was small, about five feet wide and four feet deep I climbed in beside her and found that Brett had put down a few pillows and sleeping bags, along with a small pack of bottled water and some jerky It was rudimentary, but it would let a person survive for a bit
I opened the water I got out of the fridge and took a sip, then handed it to Desiree As she took a sip, Brett closed the door above us, and things went dark I could hear hi back over the door and move the coffee table into place The sounds were h that I could hear the door shut of the car outside and Brett sit down in the chair He wanted to look like he wasn’t expecting coun holstered on his back, covered by his T-shirt, was the only giveaway that maybe he was
There were footsteps on the porch and then a knock on the door Brett crossed above us to the front door and opened it The voice that answered hinizable It was the man who had come for her at her place The man she said had called her
“Good afternoon,” he said “My associates and I represent the United States governitives who escaped into the mountains the other day You wouldn’t happen to have seen anyone, would you?”
“Me? No,” Brett said, playing duovernment are you from?”
“FBI,” the man lied “Do you happen to know an Aiden Beckett? Lives down the way from here?”