Chapter 124: Hostage - Harkness

HARKNESS

A key sits in the lock, the old-fashioned skeleton sort. It turns smoothly, and the door opens to a musty space beyond. A stone slab floor drops into the dark, but when I click on a light switch, I see a flight of steps leading down. Like she said, the door’s solid, a bolt at the top as well as the bar, and built from thick timber, maybe oak, tough with age. “So, how do I know there isn’t a way out of this cellar?”

Old Bitch simpers. “Take a look yourself if you want to. You’ll see. But it’s a cellar. It’s all below ground. How would she get out? Besides, you’re obviously a clever man. You’ve been watching this house for weeks you said. If there was a way out, windows or basement lights, you’d have seen it by now, wouldn’t you.”

She opens the blouse completely, flaunting her bra covered tits. “You’d like to see more, wouldn’t you? I know you would. I can tell.”