Chapter 793

Jim didn’t finish his sentence. It wasn’t as if he needed to finish it, either. Both he and Floyd knew just how serious things were now. Floyd picked up the crowbar and helped Jim to pry the door open. He said, “Hurry up. We have to get the door open as fast as we can. Otherwise, something bad might happen.” “Okay.” Jim responded and threw his weight behind the crowbar, the veins on his muscles started to show through his shirt. “Give it everything you’ve got. The door is poorly built. We just have to exert more pressure, and it should swing wide open.” A dozen minutes later, both of them were yelling. “Ahh!” The next thing they knew, they heard a loud bang. The storehouse door had swung open. Wiping the sweat from his brow, Floyd said, “We finally pried the door open. Let’s head out and look for Mr. Ivor and Ms. Bonnie now.” He couldn’t wait, not even a minute. He started racing toward the tunnel. To his surprise, he had just taken a couple of steps when Jim grabbed the back o