Chapter Seventeen
A thin stream of moonlight flitted across the dirt floor of the cellar as it broke through a c***k in the wooden door.
Dell gripped the leg of the broken chair he’d found among the barrels of root vegetables and casks of wine.
He stood on one of the rickety steps leading up to the door and slammed the wood into the rusty lock over and over.
Nothing.
He grunted as he pounded on the door and released a howl of frustration.
His brother couldn’t do this to him.
He jumped from the staircase to search for something to ram into the wood hoping to break the door since the steel lock wouldn’t budge.
He gripped the edges of a wine cask, rocking it back and forth to slide it across the floor to access the space behind it where he knew a few tools were kept.
Dell couldn’t re
