Janet looked around her and sighed. She was glad that Jansen and O’Brien had removed the smell blindfold because now it meant she could actually asses her surroundings and formulate an escape plan. Unfortunately, the emptiness of the warehouse’s vast interior presented little prosperity for success.
Come one, Jan, she urged herself. You’re supposed to be a copper. Think like one!
She took a deep breath and looked around her again. It was no use. With her hands and feet bound, there was no obvious means of escape. She thought about what Ally would do in this situation and snorted. She probably wouldn’t be stupid enough to get herself caught in the first place. Suddenly, she remembered a little trick she’d learnt from her younger sister regarding bound hands. Putting both hands on the grou
