Chapter 15 - Finding The Hidden Logbook In The Basement
Before Marcus could lunge forward, the heavy front door downstairs burst open with the booming sound of police boots.
“Dallas Police! Nobody move!” a collective shout echoed upward through the open stairwell and hallway vents.
Marcus froze, his eyes darting frantically toward the secret tunnel entrance and then back at the bedroom door.
“You’re dead, Ryan,” Marcus whispered venomously before diving headfirst into the dark concrete stairwell.
I didn't hesitate; I rushed to the wall panel and slammed the heavy electronic emergency lock button.
The steel-reinforced door slid shut with a resounding thud, sealing Marcus inside the subterranean tunnel network just as the officers reached the second floor.
Two uniformed Dallas police officers rushed into the master bedroom with their tactical rifles raised and ready.
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“Drop your weapon, sir!” the lead officer commanded, pointing his weapon at me.
“I’m the homeowner! The fugitive just escaped down the secret tunnel behind that bookshelf!” I yelled, lowering my gun slowly to the floor.
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