Yes. They would get out, one way or another. Eleanor began to feel the anger simmer down inside her as her new objective began to take shape before her eyes. A way out, freedom. She would have it. She would have it. And no one was going to stop her.

"I would appreciate that, Private Marlowe. I'm going to explore this place, look into every nook and cranny. And then, when the time is right... well, they won't know what hit them."