Kaitlyn smiled coldly. "I did not lie to you. We aren't going to hurt you," she said.
<I can't believe you're enjoying this. It's sick,> Kaitlyn said. Illrid had nothing to say in response. She was probably too busy fantasizing about a promotion that would never come to notice her.
"Illrid, please get the entrance for us," one of the men grunted as he made another grab for Denise. "Be still or I'll shoot," he threatened her. Kaitlyn rushed to a door at the back of the room and pulled it open, revealing a small flight of metal stairs. A red light glowed faintly in the hallway nearby.
"It's ready," she announced proudly.