"Lead on warrior," Wolf said to Mark. The young man unconsciously straightened under the compliment. Mark led him to a staircase. He nodded at the two men who lounged on the steps playing cards. Wolf noted that their guns weren't far from their hands. They went up three floors before Mark pushed through to lead him down a dingy hall. There was no power here. They stopped in front of a door. Mark pushed it open.

"The locks don't work, but there's a bolt for when you're sleeping," ...