Chapter Ten
Something was wrong.
Ark watched as Andrey paused in the cell doorway, stolen pistol in hand.
Boots echoed nearby.
Without saying a word, Andrey slid the door closed, holding it in place so it didn’t quite lock.
A soldier stormed the prison block, his carbine sweeping the hall as he checked the occupied cells.
Andrey stood with his pistol aimed at Ark but out of sight of the corridor. Farther back in the cell, Ark remained quiet, hands at his sides. The soldier saw them both in the small room but didn’t stop, continuing deeper into the cell block.
Andrey lowered the pistol. ‘That must be some emergency.’
‘Something doesn’t add up,’ Ark said.
There was the unmistakable crack of gunfire from the direction the soldier had gone in.
Andrey opened the door completely, and p
