Chapter 7-
The stepmother had a long pause after she said this, and the whole time she had a wicked smile on her face.
"Yes." She kept whispering to herself and walking back and forth across the room.
Soon there were sounds of a commotion coming from downstairs and the stepmother quickly left the room. Jake gave out a sigh of relief. He stepped out of the wardrobe carefully and looked to see the cost was clear. While the stepmother was walking back and forth, Jake had noticed a small box that looked like a safe on the corner of a desk. He went to this safe and picked up the small box. He stared at it. Jake was a smart person, but he had no idea what to do with a locked safe. He didn't put this is his plan.
"Damn!" he yelled, "What an idiot I am. How am I supposed to get the contract out of here? I am never going to help Eleanor this way. Gosh. Jake, another stupid mistake."
He then threw the safe down in anger, but wished he had not because he forgot he was on a secret mission. The safe landed with a loud clank. Jake had his eyes closed when the safe hit the ground and he threw his hands over his ears. He slowly unopened one eye and listened. No one had heard.
"Whew. I got to be more careful." Jake went to pick up the little metal box, but to his luck, the rusty little safe had opened.
"Ha! Luck is changing for you old boy." He said to himself.
He quickly threw out the content of the safe. Money, coins, jewelry, and most important of all a contract. Jake was sure this was the contract he was looking for, because at the bottom Eleanor had signed her name. "Now." he said, "To burn this awful thing."
He took out a match, lit it, and held it to the bottom corner of the contract. Nothing happened. The contract did not turn black .the corner did not curl up from the heat, and it did not catch flame. He held another match then another, nothing. He tried to tare the contract, but found it would not tare.
"It looks like I won't be saving Eleanor this way." He whispered. He put all the contents back in the safe put every thing back as it were and left with a heavy head. Jake could still hear the noises from downstairs. "I have to save Eleanor." He thought to himself. "The stepmother is going to murder her I will stop this."
Then another idea popped into Jakes head and he hoped with all his might that this one would work. For this plan, he needed some one who could be charming, determined and act wealthy. Will was the perfect choice.