Chapter Twelve
No way. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. This had to be a hallucination. But the longer I looked, the more obvious it became that the man lying on the floor before me was indeed Cadmus Smith, because he looked exactly like him, down to the last hair. He looked like he was asleep, like he was taking a quick nap, but I still couldn’t believe what I was looking at.
I looked this way and that, hoping to find the others, but the cage wasn’t very big, so it didn’t take me long to discover that Cadmus Smith was all by himself down here. I did not see even one hint of the others anywhere; it was like they had vanished into thin air.
But what if my friends hadn’t been down here at all? What if this had all been a trap? Had I been tricked by the G-Men again? But didn’t Valerie
