Mallory cautiously followed Ryan. There were three chests along the western wall and a sconce on the southern wall. An unlit pitch torch rested in it. A search showed that two of the chests were unlocked and empty, the third locked with a rusty iron padlock. Ryan hit it several times with the pommel of his sword before it broke apart and fell on the cracked pavers.
“Lucky we didn’t need lockpicks to open it since we don’t have any.” Brodie pushed open the lid.
Mallory stared at the contents. “Why would anyone store an old robe in a chest?” She could understand storing the potions in the chest, but not the robe.
Brodie peered over her shoulder. “I better go outside so Danni can have a look.”
About to gather the contents, Mallory stopped, waiting for Danae to see them first. Her gaze wa
