“Can we do it without breaking the lock?”
“I hope so.”
Thomas did as he was told, and started to put his weight against it. George put out a hand. “Not yet. Wait until the hinge is gone.”
Thomas nodded, watching George for a signal. Time dragged interminably on, broken only by the scraping of the chisel against the metal of the hinge-pin. The pin jumped free and fell to the floor with a metallic clatter. “Now,” George grunted and Thomas put his weight against the bar, inching the door outward. As soon as there was space to get his fingers in between the door and the wall, George grabbed it and pulled hard. Thomas heard the wood creak in protest, but George kept on with a steady pressure. The last hinges popped free of each other and the bottom corner of the door hit the ground with a cl
