The Curiously Stunted, Incomprehensibly Disjointed, Perfectly Inadequate Adventures of Nicholas Cornelius Holloway – Episode 36

“Wilkes designed that lock. Yer not gonna pick it.”

“Don’t need to.” She jimmied a drawer, reached in, then held her prize aloft. “Got the key.”

“But it’s a detector lock. Guards check it every round. We won’t get off the grounds afore they loose the hounds.”

She pointed at the lock. “What’s the dial say?”

“Six.”

“And what’s that mean?”

“It’s been open six times.”

She shook her head. She unlocked the safe, opened it, pocketed the velvet bag, and closed it again.

“Whussit say now?”

“Seven. S’b...