“It’s locked,” Corbin said cooly, “… but not for jimmy.” Quick as a flash he opened his palm, triggering the release of a hidden dagger from the folds of his sleeve. He stabbed the weapon into the door seam and flung open the broom closet without so much as a sound. Corbin was enjoying his first day as the new school janitor. His shady past steeped in the ways of ninja would prove useful.