Grace of God.
“I should have never offered to do this… I didn’t even ask which lab it was in. Damn it!” He skidded to a stop. Evan had reached the spot where the lights ended a few hundred feet back when he started talking to himself. The realization he had no idea where to look for this metal briefcase hit him hard. “What do I do now?”
His yellow emergency light didn’t reach the end of the dark tunnel. He could see the lights from behind him calling for his return. “If I head back now, I’ll lose all chances I might have with El.” He took a deep breath before sighing out the words, “Suck it up, buttercup.” He wasn’t sure where he had heard the saying before, but currently, it seemed like the right thing to say.
His pace slowed considerably now. He’d gotten the first whiff of smoke, but
