Chantry looked down at his lap before somberly speaking, "If rescue wasn't an option, which in my opinion it's not in this case, than I would blow the prison sky high and at least end her torment."
That thought had occurred to me, but I shook my head no. "I'm not ready for that option yet Chantry. If I fail could you make sure that option takes place, as one last favor to me?"
Chantry nodded grimly and I turned away.
"God go with you old friend."
I lifted a hand before disappearing into the shrubbery.