He was still buried inside me when we started hearing sounds coming from the first floor. My phone kept vibrating on the cart, the screen lighting up the dark corner where we hid. Elias tensed against my back, his arms tightening around me.
“s**t,” he whispered. “Power’s back. They might open the basement door any second.”
I turned my head, trying to catch my breath. My body still hummed from everything we’d done, but fear cut through the haze. “What do we do?”
He pulled out slowly, both of us wincing at the loss. We grabbed our clothes fast. Elias took my hand again. “Back to the same spot. The old reference section. They already checked it once. They won’t look twice unless they hear something.”
We moved quickly through the now dimly lit basement. The emergency lights gave everything
