Invidia

NINE

Sneaking up on Hendrickson was easier than they'd intended, and Cameron knew it had to be a trap. It was too easy.

"This is a trap," Justin was voicing his thoughts. "This is definitely a trap."

"I'm sure it is, but we don't really have a choice, do we?" Cameron pointed out.

"I guess not," he admittedly sadly.

Eli was in the lead. He had an idea for the distraction, but he wouldn't tell either of them what it was. He just said, "It's going to be distracting, trust me."

The basement was exactly how Cameron pictured it--a basement. It had concrete walls, nicks in the concrete, beige all around with storage boxes lying scattered throughout. The conference room, on the other hand, was magnificent. It had very high ceilings, Romanesque golden pillars that spindled into the clouds, with the men around the table being just as fascinating. They were all various races, arranged in a U around the table, with his stepfather sitting at what was clearly the head of the table.

Eli smiled evilly, a