88 Other Intentions 6yr

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Kieran saw a steel wire as thin as hair sticking out from the cell room’s door gap. It was poking skillfully at the inside of the cell room’s lock, waiting to be turned.
If it was not for his D+ Intuition, his activated [Tracking] and the sound that had reached his ears, he would not have believed his eyes.
He unconsciously blinked as he stared at it.
He remembered that the cell room he was in had belonged to the prisoner everyone had called the Master Thief.
A series of flashbacks appeared in Kieran’s mind, replaying the scene of the two of them meeting in a hurry. The old man’s face had had a satisfied smile on it, unlike the other prisoners’ stiff, angry faces.
At the time, Kieran had not understood how the old man could have such a relaxed expression, but now he knew.
Alcatraz Prison was not able to hold him down after all. The old Master Thief had not been harmed while the formless souls had rampaged all over the place.
Kieran had already checked carefully along the way,