The Keeper: Alexa LeGardien Read Online Free

Matt asked that question, a whole lot more clicking occurred, each time louder than the next.
    A few minutes later, Alexa and Matt felt the floor below them rumble in accordance with the noise. It seemed like turning the key in the hole had somehow activated a machine-type contraption hidden within the walls ... and the ground, apparently.
    “We should find a way out of here.” Matt feared for both their safeties. This was insane. What did the key have to do with anything? And even if it had anything to do with whatever this whole thing was, how was Alexa linked to it? Questions upon questions flooded Matt’s thoughts, making his concern involving the situation climb to greater heights. It was weird how the day had completely changed course. He had planned a simple day for Alexa’s release—they were to take a ride in his new Mustang, which he’d acquired using his pay check from a new job he was yet to tell Alexa about. And then he had planned to take her to see a movie, he already bought the tickets. He laughed internally. What the hell had this day turned into?
    “Wait.” Alexa cautioned, her voice quickly snapping Matt out of his hurried thoughts.
    The noise emerging from the walls suddenly stopped without warning, including the grumbling of the floors. Everything stilled back into place.
    Matt looked at Alexa worriedly. “Why did it stop? Why did it even start?”
    “I have no idea.”
    The wall slowly split into two and let out trapped air, almost like the room behind it had been sealed tight for a while.
    “Pinch me.” For a short moment, none of them moved or spoke. They just stared. “Is that room glowing or is it just me?” Alexa asked worriedly.
    “It’s not just you. I think we might have been drugged.”
    They both gaped at the room, the glow from within blocked them from really seeing anything else. Matt’s jaw was literally in the dropped position.
    “Still think we’re being pranked?”
    “I have no idea.” It seemed that was the only complete sentence her brain could think of at the moment.
    Matt reached for his pocket and pulled out a box of cigarettes. “Want a smoke?” He stretched on to Alexa.
    “Yes, please.”
    “There will be no smoking in this vicinity. Have some manners.” A voice they hadn’t heard before emerged from inside the room.
    God? “God?” Alexa asked dumbfounded. Her first day out of the correctional centre and she already had enough of men had in suits.
    “No, Miss LeGardien. Guess again.”
    The glow of the room died down with time and they could finally see clearly who the voice belonged to. He wasn’t dressed in a suit like the previous men they had encountered. He was dressed much more casually. He wore a sweater and held a smoking pipe in his right hand and couldn’t have been any taller than four and a half feet tall
    His entire look reminded her of something from a British type show. “Um . . . Watson ?” She didn’t know it until then but there was a chance that Alexa might always wanted to be a character in a Sherlock Holmes novel. Female Sherlock, perhaps.
    “Wrong again.” The man looked totally unimpressed by her effort to crack a joke. “You are yet to be aware of this, but you’re here for a reason. And yes, I know exactly who you are.”
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    “I thought you said we couldn’t smoke in here,” Matt asked when he found himself lost in the conversation.
    “Well, I should rephrase that and say I knew who your mother was . Your parents, to be exact,” he said, looking directly at Alexa and blatantly ignoring Matt.
    The room was now clear enough to be seen from where Alexa and Matt stood.
    “There’s no box. The key opens this stupid room? What kind of a sick joke is this?! My mother’s dead ,” she exclaimed.
    “I know that. This is not a sick joke.” He stood up to reveal a box that he’d been in front of.
    The box made Alexa curious. She couldn’t care more or less