House of Spooks (COMPLETE)

Chapter 15

"Traps? Okay, how are we gonna set them up without the goons knowing? They've been really observant." Celine said, getting up to her feet. "Maybe some disguises? The goons are wearing these weird robes and I bet she has some spares."

I wandered over to the closet and opened it, gandering at the many leather articles of clothing. I sorted through the many bodysuits and garments until I spotted two burgundy robes with lettered embellishments on the right breast.

"Are these the ones they were wearing, Celine?"

"Yeah, that's it. Maybe we could disguise ourselves as new recruits and the others can go ghost or something."

I thought for a second about the conversation I had with the secretary back at the ghosts' hangout.

"That secretary I talked to in the bathroom earlier had Celine's phone when I tried to call her back at the hangout. Maybe we could call and pose as new recruits for Camilla. Sam, how well of a Camilla impression can you do?" I said, getting my phone out from my pocket.

"It's a little rough, but I can manage." Samantha said, retrieving my phone and calling Celine's number.

"Hello, this is Jarvis Exterminators, how can we help you?" The Scottish voice over the speaker asked.

"John, sweetie! Mm, yes, I'm great. There are some new recruits that can help with keeping the inmates in line so the guards won't be alone. A boy and a girl, they said they'd absolutely love to help us. Yes, sir. See you later, sugar, mwah."

Celine chuckled. "Wow, that was actually pretty spot-on."

"He said you guys could come up to his office. And I have an idea of what you could do to him. Maybe give 'em a good old thrashing on the arse for me, he treated my friend like garbage when the gang was around, he did. We'll set up the traps while you're gone."

I gathered a switchblade and some pepper spray I found in one of the vanity drawers and stuffed it in the robe pocket, and handed Celine a pair of brass knuckles and a pistol.

"Okay. We're ready." I said, taking a few deep breaths.

"Good luck. You'll need it, Devon."

"Thanks, Sam."

~

"So, you're the new recruits, huh?" Asked one of the goons.

"Yup. I'm Amanda, this is Johnathan." Celine said, poking me in the shoulder. "What's our first objective?"

"Just keep watch for anyone that's out of place. Got it?"

"Got it."

We were led into the inmate portion of this absolutely horrible labyrinth, where only a few inmates, about 5, lived in their own separate little cells. They weren't human, though. They were some kind of malformed, experimented-on animals. One of them looked like a dog with spikes coming out from its spine, and another looked like a weird rhino that came out of the womb headfirst and hit its head.

"Keep watch over them. Don't forget to—"

I interrupted that guy with two quick jabs to the side and a tazer to the neck. We made sure he didn't hit the floor hard and carried him to this weird body dumpster thing Celine told me about.

"Holy moly, he's heavy. One more guard, right?" I asked, wiping my switchblade off.

"Yeah. Just be quiet so we don't alert him."

As we walked past the prisoners, one looked up at me with misty eyes. He whined like a dog, wanting to be let free, grabbing onto my ankle through the bars. Then I heard a voice.