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"How long do you think it should take you to crack it open?" I ask Sam as we both study the safe. He was studying, his eyebrows creased in concentration, while I just stared at the metal contraption.
It was weird and nowhere among the list of things I had knowledge about. It was made from metal, that much was obvious, but this metal thick, like really, really, thick. They made it to keep someone out. And right now I was the someone they want to keep out. That was not budding well with me, I need to see the inside of it.
"A day or more." He says nervously.
I give him a long suffering sigh. I did not have time for this, surely today's activities had put a dent on Charles's plans since he won't be able to slip in and out of here. If his men were in here they will be panicking by now. But if I stay here too long, it will give them time to 're strategize.
"Give me a definite answer Sam."
"Three days at most."
