Chapter Sixty One
CHAPTER SIXTY ONE
As soon as I’m sure that Malcolm’s guard has left the area, I scramble down and tug the door open again.
“Arnold, are you okay?”
“I admit, I’ve had better times while on cruises,” Arnold says, laughing before wincing in pain. “I do wish they had never acquired that electronic torture device.”
“Is there magic in it?” I ask.
Arnold shakes his head. “It’s simply a human technology. Brandon is quite keen on fooling around with those.”
“I’ve got to get you out of here,” I say. “And I have a plan. I’ll go down to the engine room and sabotage something, and when they let you out and make you help, can you do something that will force the ship to crash onto the shore in front of our pack house?”
“That depends,” Arnold says. “What type of sabotage are you able to do?”