Whew! Sorry for taking so long to update! Sorry it's short. It will be made up in the next chapter. This was basically an introduction to what's about to happen.
"We're here," Ova announced quietly. She and Teazer glanced at each other. Who knew what Macavity was doing to Plato and Jerrie? Slowly, the rescue group walked inside a secret passage that Jerrie had shown Ova. They slipped through the halls, keeping their eyes and ears open.
"Misto," Teazer whispered. "Con yah use yah mogic tah locate Plato and Jerrie?"
"I can try," Misto whispered back. They ducked into a vacant room. Misto sat on the floor and closed his eyes, concentrating. His eyes snapped back open. "Found them! They're being kept in Macavity's 'special' prisoner cells."
"What does that mean?" Tugger asked. Ova sighed.
"My father takes some of his prisoners more…more serious than others" she explained. "Let's leave it at that." Tugger nodded.
"Where are the prisoner cells they're in?" Munk asked.
Ova closed her eyes to picture it. "We take a left out of this room; go down a long narrow hallway; somehow manage to sneak past my father's office; take a right; and then continue towards the end of the hall. That's where the door to the 'special' prisoner cells are."
"Let's go!" Munk ordered.
The troop ran out of the room and down the long hallway. The fresh scent of Macavity lingered around the big door to his office. They were unsure if he was there or not. Teazer, known as a tightrope walker and acrobat, got an idea. As silent as a cat stalking its prey, she leaped over the door and onto the balcony. She untied an old rope and lowered it to the ground. One by one, she lifted them up to the balcony.
"What are you doing that for?" Misto asked.
"So thot oah scent doesn't lingah by the office doah," Teazer explained.
They walked a few more feet before Teazer lowered everyone back down to the ground before she leaped off as well. Keeping low, they took a right and continued down the last narrow hallway. The big door that led to the 'special' prisoner cells stood in front of them. They gave silent cheers of accomplishment and ran inside. They split up in search of the captured toms. A bad feeling spread throughout their bodies. What if they were too late?
Then the door slammed shut behind them, followed by the sound of clapping.