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She’s sha k ing like crazy. She must be terrified.
    “Carrie,” Amy groans. She turns over, right onto her open wound, then flails onto her back. She’s snoring in seconds.
    Allie’s eyes take her in. “She’s bad, isn’t she?”
    I just nod.
    “Okay, I have to say this fast, because we need to move fast. I went out to my car and you left your backpack there. I came right straight back into the coffee shop and you were gone. I texted you—no answer. I texted Mark, then Chase. Chase called Mark, who didn’t answer. It was so weird that you didn’t reply. So I started talking with Mikey.”
    “Oh, God,” I groan.
    “And he was so jittery and nervous that I immediately called Chase and told him something was wrong. Very wrong. And that’s when Chase told me to go straight to the police station.”
    “And?”
    “And I got there and heard Mark screaming at the police chief. They were arresting him for some guy’s murder.”
    “Murder?”
    “You know a guy named Eric Horner? Because he was found dead this morning. In Mark’s house.”
    “WHAT?”
    “Look,” she says quickly, reaching for her phone again. “It all happened so fast. Mark saw me and pulled me aside. Told me to call his friend Drew. I called Drew, Drew called Chase, and Chase flew up here on his bike. Left his internship interview in a rush.” She frowns.
    “But how did you get in here? In the storage space? How on earth did you figure out I was in here?”
    “I’m not sure about all the details,” she says with a frown. “But Drew and Chase looked at those blueprints Mark had. Plus, Mark said he got a letter from your dad—”
    “My dad? My dad is dead , Allie!” Am I hallucinating this? I pinch myself. I feel pain.
    Nope. Not hallucinating.
    She holds her hands up like she’s defending herself, palms out. “Hey. Don’t shoot the messenger. I’m just telling you what I know.”
    “Okay.”
    “And so Mark figured out that there was some kind of underground tunnel between the chemistry building on campus and this bar. It’s about a tenth of a mile.”
    “You crawled a tenth of a mile through that thing?”
    “Yeah.”
    “Why?”
    She looks at me in shock. “To save you. Mark saved my life . Now it’s time to make sure El Brujo can’t get anyone else. Ever. Especially you . It’s killing Mark to know you’re missing and he’s stuck in the police station being charged for a crime he didn’t com m it.”
    “ But...but... what ?” It’s all too much. I feel myself shutting down.  
    She grabs my shoulders. “Listen. We have a plan. Me and Chase. I dragged a rope the entire way, and he and Drew are on the other end. They’re both big guys and too big to fit in the pipe. But you’re small enough.” She looks over at Amy. “So is she. But she only has one arm, and you have to crawl.”
    A little more of me dies inside.
    “The guys can pull and we can crawl. Is anyone else in here?”
    “Anyone else?”
    “Mark said they’re moving groups of women by the van load.”
    I go numb. “Frenchie,” I whisper.
    Allie freezes, her eyes going big as twin moons. “What?”
    “Frenchie. He was here.”
    “He was here ?” She looks like she’s about to faint.
    “Yes. With Claudia, the dean’s—er, El Brujo’s—daughter. He was complaining about a ‘shipment’ not being on time.”
    “When? When was that, Carrie?” Her voice fills with panic. She grabs her phone and types again. Waits. Gets a text back.  
    “I don’t know. I have no sense of time. What time is it?” I ask.
    “No, Chase,” she mutters as she focuses on her phone. “You won’t fit in the pipe.”
    “He wants to come in here?”
    “Chase is ready to dig his way in here with his bare hands,” she says with a small laugh. “If Frenchie is here, we’re in more danger than we thought.”
    “More danger?” I ask. “MORE danger? There’s MORE danger than being trapped and knowing they’re coming to take me and Amy and cut our limbs