“Right,” Red said, nodding his head thoughtfully. “There’s just one problem with your theory.”

“What?” Gabriel looked confused. “There is?”

Red pulled a gun from his pants and aimed it straight at Gabriel . “Only my people are making a run for it.” He motioned with the gun to a nearby open door. “Your people are being locked in that room. As extra distraction.”

“You can’t! They’ll kill us!”

“That’s the idea,” Red said. “Now move!”

Slowly he backed them up into the room, and once they were all inside he slammed the door shut. A moment later they heard the key click the lock into place, and a moment after that they heard the sound of the front door as it opened and closed.

“Way to go, Gabriel ,” said Aliyah. “Now we’re locked into a tiny room.”

“Yeah, yeah,” said Gabriel , distracted. He looked around the room. As he had hoped, it was a dining room. He stepped over to a cabinet displaying the fine china. “Let’s just work on getting our hands free.”

“Oh, what’s the point?” whined Daina.