Able to wrap the book beneath my shirt, I pressed it tight to my person. Jasmine took out a gigantic steel ring flooded with keys. The back door had five different locks on it. Each one was inside a different circle marked by a particular color splayed on the door.

She took her time, deliberating which key turned which lock. There was a distinct pattern to it, the concentration was necessary. All eyes were on her, I used that to my advantage and nudged Obsidian slightly on his foot. ...