She switched to a different angle which they went down, as if they already knew this place had an underground center.
"Oh, boy," I muttered, trying to salvage my peace of mind. "Weren't there many floors underground or something?"
Brie shrugged. "I didn't pay attention." She focused on the camera until the elevator came up, at which she immediately began to look at the map, searching for any cameras that were perhaps underground.
She pressed two buttons, while the second one managed to catch the sight of the TSA spies. "Okay, they are on the -2nd floor."
"-2nd?"
"Yes," she said. I shrugged. "Well, I mean it is below the first level I guess." I sighed as solutions raced through my head. None of them were reassuring, and in fact, all led to the same thing: I had to neutralize them myself. Now you may be saying, 'Are you dumb? Are you mental? Why not bring Brie with you, or just stay?'
