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closer to being suspended again.”
    Vince was almost to the end of the hallway now. “Oh, right. Another vacation from work. Boo hoo.”
    Amy focused her eyes on a small seam that protruded from the drywall with a subtle difference in paint color. The seam formed an irregular oval shape. “Vince. There might be another room here.”
    He was listening now.
    “It may even be a secret passageway.” Amy knew the mystery would be enough to reel Vince back.
    “Did you say secret passageway? Here? No way.”
    “Get over here.”
    Vince meandered back into the room, glancing across to the wall. “Hello, what’s this?” Vince felt along the crease. He knocked on the wall with his knuckles, following the seam until he heard a hollow spot. Then, he turned and sneered. “There’s another room behind this wall.”
    “That’s what I just told you.”
    Vince sighed. “It’s awfully tempting.”
    “Careful,” Cameron warned. “There could be more explosives back there.”
    “No shit, Sherlock.” Vince patted Cameron on the back. “You’re warning me about traps. I don’t think so. Unless you want to go back to taking senior portraits, you’d better shut your mouth.”
    Cameron glared. “Maybe we should come back with more help.”
    “Oh, sure…let’s do that,” Vince spat. “Then, we can take another day dragging this out.” Vince held the flashlight up to Cameron’s face. “Just tell me something. Why are you even in this line of work? How did you get this job anyway?”
    Cameron smirked, “How di d yo u , Vince?”
    “Well, I sure didn’t get it by wetting my pants about breaking down a bit of drywall. Come on, let’s do it. Of course it’s dangerous. Duh. That’s why they hired us.”
    Amy stepped between them. “Ok, enough. We have work to do.”
    “Then let’s do it.” Vince moved towards the drywall, but Amy grabbed his flashlight.
    “Vince, just stay here and cool off.”
    “Are you frickin’ kidding me? You’re gonna’ investigate with goldilocks and let me stay watch? I don’t think so. If anything, I’ll help tinsel town overcome his acute fear of nothing. I’ll be right back.”
     
     
     
    Vince returned a few minutes late r with a sledgehammer from the police SUV outside. “You want the first swing, Cam?”
    With great strength, Cameron smashed in the drywall as Vince held the flashlight.
    “Any day now, buttercup.”
    When the opening was wide enough, Cameron dropped the sledgehammer and crawled through to the other side. Vince followed and beamed the flashlight from ceiling to floor revealing a long passageway with four large, metal doors on the right side.
    Vince yelled back to Amy, “I should have lugged along my GPS with all the crap this guy wants us to find.” Vince eyed Cameron. “Is there a certain door that tickles your fancy, cause we’ve got all night?”
    “Well, since we’re here…” Cameron opened the second door and stepped inside. The room was alive with hundreds of blinking LEDs emitted from dozens of computer servers, and the walls in-between the four rooms were constructed of dusty glass panels.
    Vince marveled at the sight. “Wow, fat, ugly, and a psycho nerd. This Stefani guy is really growing on me.”
    When Cameron glanced through the glass panels to the room on their right, panic crawled up his spine like a lethal spider.
    Vince’s eyes followed as he aimed their light source through the murky glass into room number three. Fiber optic cables pulsed radiant colors. The thin wires led towards the center of the room before disappearing into the floor.
    “If this guy was killed by aliens, I want a medal,” Vince quipped as he backed out of the second room.
    Cameron followed Vince back into the hallway. The LEDs from the second room danced on the narrow walls.
    Vince hesitated for only a moment before swinging the door to the third room wide open. The fiber optic lights seemed to rush into the floor like radioactive liquid flowing down a