Chapter Thirty Three

He thanked his stars that he had chosen these soft boots as he tiptoed across the empty room, keeping close to the wall. James was right too. A vest was necessary. What if he had been the one in the flight path of that bullet? That would have meant doom for Mina. He shuddered at the thought of it, but what was that?! A tinkling sound like a piece of metal against a bottle or glass. He rushed over to the open doorway in front of him and leaned on the wall. Drawing a deep breath, he turned to peep into the passage. It was dark, but he could hear that tinkling sound and a low grumbling. Who was it? Was it Jack? He squinted hard to try to see through the darkness. Then light suddenly dawned on him. That sound was the sound of keys clashing against one another. Someone was opening something or somewhere, probably a cell! Reaching into his pocket, he fished out his phone and turned on the powerful flashlight, covering it with his hand. On the count of one... two... three, he di