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the flashlight from a good distance.”
    “Waited for what purpose?” Stephanie asked curiously. “What did he want? Besides your hair?”
    The last was added on a burble of amusement, but Mirabeau just shrugged and swung back toward them. “Who knows? He wasn’t right in the head…which is why I couldn’t control him when he grabbed me, but I caught enough of his chaotic thoughts to know that he thought we were rats.”
    “Rats?” Tiny asked with amazement, finally managing to tear his eyes from her legs.
    Mirabeau nodded silently in the beam of light he lifted to her face.
    “Talking, human-sized rats?” Stephanie asked doubtfully.
    “He couldn’t see us in the dark, just the flashlight beam,” Mirabeau pointed out, then added, “And from what I got from his thoughts, he’s always suspected there were mutant human-sized rats down here. In his mind even the little rats talk to him.”
    “Oh,” Stephanie murmured, and Tiny echoed her comment in his head, as his gaze shifted past Mirabeau to the tunnel the little madman had disappeared down. He kind of felt bad now for scaring the poor bastard. The guy needed help.
    “Well…I guess we should keep going,” Mirabeau murmured suddenly, but she didn’t move except to glance the way they’d come, then back down the tunnel she stood in front of. Knowing she was no longer sure where he would be safest, at the front of the party or the back, Tiny made up her mind for her and slid past her. He shined the flashlight down the tunnel and followed the beam, moving slowly at first until he was sure Stephanie and Mirabeau were following him.
    Mirabeau might be concerned about someone’s following them, but so far there had been no sign of that. He was more concerned about running into more underground crazies wandering the sewers. While Tiny felt bad for them, he didn’t feel so bad that he was willing to risk one of the girls getting hurt.

Chapter Four
    Mirabeau paused when Stephanie did and glanced expectantly toward Tiny. He had the map out again and was peering at it, running his flashlight around the area, then peering at the map again, his eyebrows drawing together in a way that made her uneasy. Eager to keep moving and get the hell out of the endless tunnels, she shifted impatiently, then grimaced as her skirt shifted with her. The damned thing was drying and attaching itself to her as it did. So were her panties…and it was damned uncomfortable.
    “What is it?” she asked finally, as Tiny repeated the map-checking and area-scanning deal again. She moved around Stephanie to his side to peer at the map.
    “I think we took a wrong turn.”
    “What?” she gasped with disbelief, her eyes scanning the map. Much to her relief there was a tunnel offshoot on the map just as there was here in the tunnel. Relieved, she said, “No. It was two offshoots after the last turn, then this one we take. We passed two offshoots since the last turn, so we take this one.”
    “Yes,” Tiny agreed patiently, then pointed out, “But according to the map there should be another offshoot across from this one and—” He raised the flashlight to shine it over the wall opposite. “No offshoot.”
    Mirabeau stared blankly at the solid wall, then at the map, but it didn’t suddenly change. Cursing, she took the map from him and, using her finger, silently backtracked on it, counting off the offshoots they’d passed between each one they’d taken, trying to see where they had made a wrong turn. She retraced their steps all the way back to where she’d been grabbed and fallen.
    “Crap,” she breathed unhappily as she stared at the map.
    “What?” Tiny asked, leaning close to peer at the map as well.
    “Everything seems fine,” she said quietly. “From what I can tell, we took the right turns according to the map. The only thing I can think is…” Mirabeau fell silent and simply pointed to the two tunnels side by side.
    “That was back near the beginning, the third