A Cogheart Adventure: Moonlocket

A Cogheart Adventure: Moonlocket — page 7
He waited a moment listening Awhoo Awhoo An owl hoot the signal that the line was secure The searchlight was fast approaching once more Jack dropped flat against the tiled roof and when it had passed jumped up and pulled the rope taut testing his weight against it His knots held as he knew they would He scraped the soles of his boots in the roof tar to make them sticky Then he began to climb The cracks between each stone made strong footholds The top of the wall was fifteen feet above but he took mere seconds to reach it and hop nimbly over a row of spikes that guarded the parapet before lowering himself down the far side into the street Finlo stood beneath him wearing a battered bowler hat He was a little taller than his father though that wasn’t saying much all the Doors were short As a teenager fifteen years ago he’d been a skinny disappointing runt but since then he’d added a few inches filled out into a man Perhaps Jack thought he might be useful on this mission after all Jack dropped to the pavement beside his son and embraced him sniffing the air Get a whiff of that 10