He grabbed the heavy set of keys at the
entrance of the corridor and opened the first door. He carefully
locked it behind him. He hated himself for doing that, he would have
open all doors wide if he could but he had a priority and his
priority was her. He walked to the seventh cell. He was counting in
his mind and unlocked the door to enter. The cell was really dark,
there was only a very small window near the high ceiling and the wall
was so thick that the light could barely make it to the ground.
“Are you ok?” he asked.
“Is that you?” the voice of a girl
answered, she seemed weak and Sahel’s other self noted that she
seemed weaker than the last time he had come to visit.
“Yes”, he answered coming closer to
her.
She put a kiss on his lips as he hugged
her before pushing him away.
“You are going to get yourself
killed”, she said with a voice that Sahel recognized as Brownie’s.
“I don’t care, I need you, I’ll
get you out of here, tonight, the two of us are living the country
and someone will come tomorrow to take care of your grandmother, she
will join us later, there is no time, they want to speed up the
process”, he said.
He seemed nervous, he looked around
quietly and listen to make sure that there was nobody else around to
listen.
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