As far as he knew, Imre Pálréti said, all the cells were open, even solitary confinement. He didn’t know of any other place where they held prisoners.
“Did the ÁVO guard have a car? This shiny key here looks like a car key.”
“I wouldn’t know about that. I never drove a car. But I wouldn’t be surprised. Those two ÁVO bastards had everything. Your best bet is to ask some of the locals.”
Sewer Rat nodded and slipped the keys back in his pocket. Part of our team fanned out to cover the entrances to the prison, others headed to the chapel with Sewer Rat to figure out our next move. Imre Pálréti took me up to the Warden’s office, the very office I had crawled into after I crash landed on the wire mesh.
The dim room still smelled of burnt paper. I sat on the floor and went through the scatter
