Jack followed Daniel as they ran down the alleyway a few blocks away from the bar. Mike had left the moment he had herd the blast - Danny's reaction had been just as fast, within seconds he had pulled Jack with him down the trap door behind the bar. They had hurried down the thin concrete stairway hearing shouts and shots above them. Neither man spoke, Danny appeared calm as he opened up a second trap door at the bottom of the steps and again motioned for Jack to follow.
Dropping down the foot hole Jack leant up and closed the wooden door over his head before pulling his cell out using it as a light. Daniel had a torch. Jack felt his stomach muscles tense as he dropped to his knees and crawled along the narrow passage as Danny was. Within seconds the height lowered, Jack could feel the dirt pushing against his back as he hurried along, unable to get any closer to the floor.
Jack struggled to keep up, his knees scraping against the rocky ground as he pawed his way through, still anxious about getting trapped. Although he doubted Daniel was setting him up, he still feared getting stuck. He wouldn't be able to turn around and make his way back in the tight confined space. Ignoring his anxiety Jack continued to follow in silence, his instinct had been to go with the kid, and so far it had proved right. If he'd stood about with Wilde he'd be consumed by whatever it was that was going on in the bar, and then he would have lost his chance with either of the brothers.
Squinting through the darkness Jack was pleased when he saw a dot of natural light in the distance.
"Not far now," Daniel spoke, his voice muffled but clearly confident in his escape route.
Daniel was right, soon enough the tunnel began to raise in height and Jack felt himself sweat with relief when he could move in a crouch rather than a crawl. Soon enough they were able to stand, Daniel didn't move any further along even though the tunnel still led on.
"Here's our stop," Daniel said with a cheeky grin as he felt about the roof of the tunnel, straining to reach on his tip toes. A creak was herd and then with another grin Daniel pushed a third trap door open. Pulling himself up his was out in minutes, Jack right behind him. Lifting himself out Jack squinted in the natural light as Daniel closed the wooden door with a slam. Looking around he realised they were in the end of an alleyway, some sort of building was attached the wall where the trapdoor was situated.
"A friend owns this," Daniel said, motioning to the large building next to one of the walls constructing the alleyway. "We built an escape route in case of emergencies. I'm glad it finally came in handy," he added as they started jogging down the alleyway, Jack pleased to be moving on his feet again as he followed the younger mans lead.
Given the chaotic sounds coming from the bar as they had escaped, the air seemed strangely quiet and peaceful now. Jack rubbed his dirty hands against his jeans as they moved, glad for the rest when Daniel stopped on the other side of the wall, outside of the empty brick warehouse he had mentioned to Jack minutes ago.
Fishing a hunk of keys form his pocket Jack observed Daniel as he let themselves into the building before locking it behind him. The lower floor was one large and empty room, holding nothing but dust and an old staircase. Daniel happily bounced up the staircase, not at all worried about what had just happened in his bar, and so Jack once again followed, hoping this was going to take him to something where he might find out about the attack.
The second floor of the building was clean and clearly occupied, it had been divided up into a number of rooms. Jack followed Danny as he swaggered into the first room and his face lit up when he saw his brother sat in one of the armchairs which filled it, resting his head on his hand as he stared at the doorway. He was certainly pleased to see his brother emerge through it, he allowed a nod of his head to Jack as he followed too, not waiting to be invited in he sat down in one of the lush chairs and leant his head back.
"I'm glad you made it out," Michael said to the two men, frowning at the muck they were covered in from the tunnel.
"Clean yourselves up and then we can talk business."