Betty smothered a sound of surprise, lest she be heard at his success. She kept her voice a terse whisper. "Please hurry, who knows when they'll be back and..."

There was footsteps coming near the door, the sound of a key turning in the lock. Betty looked to the door, her heart now in her throat. They were going to discover that he had slippery his bonds, there was no time to hide or free her as the men from before came into the room.