A familiar figure brushed past her and Lana immediately ran after her. She'd recognise those crazy blonde dreadlocks anywhere. It was that freaky Skull from Abney Park.
Stopping by a closed door, the girl turned and looked around her. Lana noticed the name plate pinned to chest. Darcey Braithwaite. Lana snorted. You'd think she'd have used a fake name. Stupid girl. Confident she was alone, Darcey took out a key card from her pocket and unlocked the door, pushing it open. Lana slid inside behind her.
Flicking on the light, Darcey took a deep breath before speaking.
'I'm in,' she whispered confidently.
Nodding as she stepped forward, Lana wondered who she was speaking to. It was then that she spotted the tiny earpiece as well as the little microphone in her top button.
Sneaky.
Darcey a
