Bab 188: Should

JAMES

We walked for at least another fifteen minutes, but there was absolutely nothing to indicate where we were or even how to get out. Neither of us had a flashlight so we took turns using our cell phones, but their feeble light barely pushed at the pitch-black darkness. I couldn’t see any ladders, pathways or doors out of this place. Only miles of tunnels that sometimes forked this way or that without any indication of where the hell we were.

At first Miri talked about the court order from her dad, wondering aloud if she could apply for asylum or something - but I didn’t think that was an option since she came from a free country and her dad didn’t abuse her or anything. Eventually her words faded into empty frustration - neither of us could see a way out of this situation that didn’t involve 1) her going home with Dancer or 2) staying hidden for six and a half months until she was old enough to be free of her dad.