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makes me hesitate. I think he’ll reveal more to Grace than me. I always seem to push his more sadistic tendencies a little quicker than she does.
    I smile to myself, hiding it from Lilly who is watching me from her darker corner of the stage. I don’t mind his violence, but I think it’s important to see what’s behind his getting rid of the doctors. And Grace will get that answer faster than I can.
    Finally, Miles stops in front of a door, down a long, nearly empty corridor. It’s not so much a door as a panel to the wall in a part of the mansion that goes unused. Servants keep this area looking as spotless as any other, but I’ve only ever been here once before. Lilly tried to hide in one of the rooms when Mother first married Martin. She foolishly thought she could wait out one of Mother’s bad tempers in hiding. I knew better.
    The panel of wood glides effortlessly open and reveals a black expanse of unknown size behind it. I didn’t see how he opened it. But it’s obvious as he yanks Grace through the doorway that he has a remote for it somewhere, because it shuts automatically behind her. When the door is fully closed without so much a sound as a gush of air, a light above her head goes on, providing a sickly yellow glow, but doing nothing to reveal the space still. Their footfalls echo as Miles leads her further in.
    I can feel her heart pounding, smell the cool mustiness, but I can’t see beyond Miles’ back and the darkness around her in their slow procession. A few feet and another yellow light goes on, illuminating again only a small circle of the same cool darkness. Their progress continues another few feet until a final light goes on at a dead end.
    Miles’ voice cuts the darkness, causing Grace to jump. “This house was used as a warehouse and speakeasy in the Prohibition era. My family ran liquor through here from Canada. This hallway we’re in now was part of their escape tunnel and connected with other tunnels and rooms before my Father converted it to a safe room.”
    The dead end turns out to be another door, gliding as soundlessly open as the first. Miles smiles as he pulls Grace through the door. The sound of the click echoes when it shuts behind them. Another yellow light goes on and reveals a tiny cell of a room.
    He finally lets go of Grace’s hands and she turns to face him. “He did all the work himself. And he made sure that the secret tunnels…this room…remained a secret. They were never on any plans or drawings of the house, even during the many renovations over the years.”
    Miles moves closer, putting his hands around Grace’s waist and pressing her chest to his stomach. I can feel how her head warms with his lips pressed to her hair. “So you see, Gilli, in this room…it’s just you and me…and no one else knows we’re here, my love.”
    I feel a cold shudder make its way up my back, reminding me of bugs with many legs. But I’ve never been afraid of bugs. Little things like that can be crushed so easily. But this room is too familiar, too similar. I feel the air turning hot in Grace’s lungs and realize she’s held her breath and risks fainting.
    I take her place, brushing her aside easily. 
    Taking in one deep breath of the stale air and steadying myself against the familiar feel of being closed in, I feel Miles tense against me. He knows the change now as it happens. Over the last two years, he’s become very familiar with all the subtleties to our personality shifts. 
    He pulls back and looks into my eyes. And I look into his and am frightened. He’s not as I expected. He’s not angered by my being here. And he’s not pretending to still have the sweet look he reserves for only Grace. It’s a false front for what he harbors in his heart, but he still keeps the pretense of sweetness with her usually. But this is different. He’s not looking through me and seeing what he wants to see…her. He’s looking right at me, seeing me like he did when he broke my