CHAPTER THIRTY ONE: Finding A Needle In A Haystack
Humans
He knew he would find her down here somewhere. It was just a matter of looking in the right places. Sir William had been down in these tunnels for the past two days, and so far he had found nothing. He was running out of time, he could feel it. Aaron kept making excuses to the Council when he called and reported in on their progress. William knew that with as long as it was taking to locate Agent Douglas, his chances of coming out of this with this reputation in tact only lessened.
Anger filled him, as he continued his search. He had walked one end of this damn tunnel to the other; and nowhere was that stupid woman to be found. He was about ready to give up for the night, when he heard someone moving in the tunnels.
Regardless of his brave talk in front of Aaron and the other men, he had no intentions of confronting anyone. He moved back into the far reaches of the underground lair and waited for whomever was in thereto leave.
But instead of the footsteps retreating, they kept coming closer. In fact, they weren't footsteps at all. It sounded as if an animal were running at high speed, directly towards him. It was a lycan, but he couldn't risk exposing himself to the animal. He needed to find Raze, preferably in human form. But if there was a shapeshifter in the tunnels, that could only mean one thing. Their new lair was close by.
He paid close attention as the lycan continued coming closer. He wasn't slowing down, in fact the werewolf was nearly on him. His pulse was racing and his heart rate had accelerated to a dangerous level. If the lycan discovered him, he was pretty sure he would die of a heart attack before the carnivore could have the chance to eat him. If he was lucky.
The animal never found him though, as it made a sharp left turn. Taking a deep breath, Sir William made the desperate decision to follow the lycan and see where he went. Hurrying before he had the chance to talk himself out of it, he jumped out of his hiding place and quickly ran after the shapeshifter.
He could no longer hear the lycan; but this was the only direction he could have gone in. So he kept running down the tunnel, noticing that it had became narrower. Actually, it had become so narrow that only one person could walk through it at a time, and that person would have to turn sideways if they were of a large size.
William was out of breath and had slowed down to a slow walk;he was ready to give up when the tunnel came to an abrupt end. Pulling out his pocket flashlight, he aimed the weak beam on the walls, but could find no doors anywhere.
He had been so certain the lycan had come this way. But all he found was a dead end. He turned off the flashlight and tried putting it into his coat pocket, when he lost his grip on the cylindrical object. It crashed to the floor, the light coming on as the power button hit the concrete. He bent over to pick it up stretching as he stood up. And then, to his surprise, he caught a glimpse of something overhead. He flashed the beam from the flashlight up onto the ceiling, and found a large gaping hole. This had to be where the lycans were holed up. Which meant Alexandra Douglas would be found there as well.
After examining the entrance further, he soon came to the conclusion that there was no way he could jump that high. He would have to find some supplies and come back. But he wouldn't tell Aaron about his discovery. He needed to get to Agent Douglas before the operatives did.
Things seemed to be looking up, now that he had found them. He would find a way to get up into that entrance, he would have to. He put the flashlight back up and made his way out of the tunnels. Determined to be rid of the thorn in his side before tomorrow night.
He never saw his shadows. But Sterling had seen every move the crooked Council member had made. He sent Jorge back to report to Aaron on what they had found. He was staying there in the tunnels; just to make sure Sir William didn't beat them to the punch.