THE TENSION ON THE LINE AROUND ALICE’S WAIST WENT abruptly slack.
“Oh, crap,” she whispered softly.
She tucked the crystal under her arm and tugged slightly on the rope. There was no resistance.
“He let go of the rope, didn’t he?” Pete said in the voice of doom. “He might as well have dropped us down a bottomless mine shaft.”
“There’s only one reason why Egan would have dropped the rope,” Alice said briskly. “Drake is out there.”
“Even if you’re right, it doesn’t matter now. No one is going to be able to find us before this place blows.”
“The trick isn’t over yet,” Alice said.
“Got any ideas?”
“It’s up to the magician now,” Alice said. “I told you, I’m just the box-jumper.”