Grenville jumped as a set of doors to his right slammed shut, cursing himself for his jumpiness he crept down the corridor, his eyes finally adjusting to the darkness. He reminded himself that he had the upper hand, he had a weapon that would stop even the strongest wolf, Crozier had no chance, even if he charged towards him all Grenville had to do was pull the trigger, the amount of concentrated wolfsbane would probably kill his wolf as well as blowing a large hole in Crozier himself. Grenville had cautiously reached the double doors.
“I got you now you fucker.” he whispered to himself as he reached out and yanked the door open. As soon as he entered the room, Pete crept down the corridor and slid the pole through the handles, locking Grenville in.
