Chapter 7
The mesh fence was warm to the touch, but no electric current flowed through it.
‘It worked,’ I said, facing the others with a satisfied smile.
‘You know, there are safer ways to check if it was still electrified than touching the damn thing,’ said Daniel, shaking his head.
I ignored his grumpy tone, realising worry for me had him sounding so out of sorts. Despite the fact we were attempting to break into a place I had only recently escaped from, where I had been subjected to electric shock therapy, I felt good. Alive. It was hard to keep the smile from my face as I watched the guys get to work cutting a hole in the fence with tools they’d found in the shed where we’d first hidden Nick’s car.
Once they’d cut a hole large enough for us to slip through one at a time, and the e
