Chapter 10 – Part 12


Andrew did not give up. He started to unfasten the coiled rope from his cowboy pants. It was hopelessly short, but it gave him some form of hope.

George stopped him.

“Wait,” he mumbled, breathing heavily. Then he balanced a coin on the tip of his finger.

Mark nodded, signaling for George to drop it.

George did.

Holding their breath, they all strained their ears.

Ten seconds. Twenty seconds. Then thirty seconds.


They looked at one other, horrified.

Mark pulled out another one. He gave it another try.

Andrew stared at his watch.

A minute went by.

Still nothing.


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