Decision Time

Jack lay on the cot, the sound of rain can be faintly heard. Starring at the flickering flame, in the lantern, he wonders what happened at the hospital. Did Warren get to talk to the man who attempted murder and what might he have divulged. Jack felt no malice towards this misguided hulk, another pawn of Norman's. How many have come before him that met an untimely end or serious misfortune because of the foolish alliance they were conned into. Something has to be done for this unfortunate wretch; no one deserves to die such an agonizing death and the risk of others getting infected is too great.
Stroking the time distortion device Warren passed him, Jack wonders how much time he'll have, once its activated. What proximity limiting function has to be factored...Norman was always ingenious, sadistic, and in creating his inventions, an element of insanity tinged the functionality when finished. Norman's cryptic note implied this tiny device would allow the stoppage of time and give the bearer an opportunity to escape. Timing will be critical and waiting for Warren to return was making him antsy. What could be the delay? There would be much to accomplish...
Hey!...you...get up. Constable Crane broke the silence and gave Jack a start; he didn't hear him coming. He was standing at the cell door. Time for you to sign this confession and be processed at the Yard. I don't understand...where is Detective Warren? You never mind about that. Opening the cell door in a slow creak, Crane moves into the small space; between Jack and the now open cell. With paper and a loaded quill pen, the Constable gets a smirk on his face and asks, Can you even write? Of course, Jack responds dryly, but I am not supposed to sign anything unless Detective Warren is present. Annoyed at Jack's uncooperative attitude and failed attempt to belittle the prisioner, Crane's voice comes out like a growl. Oh, is that so? You're some kind of Barrister now too, are you? A crooked smile crosses the Constable's ruddy face and he moves a step closer to Jack, in a threatening manner. Don't give me any trouble or you may find yourself visiting with the doctor again.
Jack was watching this over eager Constable very carefully during this whole event. Upon hearing hinges creak at the main door, followed by heavy boot steps, of several men, Jack realizes the plans had changed and Warren wasn't coming in time. A decision had to be made...now. 
In an instant, the immediate world froze and Jack leaves his cruel captors behind, but not before he gives Constable Crane something to remember...one swift and forceful punch to the privates should do the trick. That will wipe the smile off his face, Jack chuckles to himself.