He leaned forward and stared straight into the mirror.

“I’ll give you what you want,” Derek said to his own reflection.

“Just come in here.”

Rebecca looked at the mirror, gave a short nod, and stepped back from the table.

I turned to the heavy door on my right.

Marcus reached out and pushed the metal handle down.

The door unlatched with a loud clack.

I walked into the hallway and through the second door.