"They probably thought of that," Coop agreed with a small grimace. He was not normally a violent man -- it had, in fact, taken him some time to change that aspect of himself -- but he would be the first to take a swing at the guy...
No one made his wife feel the way this creep (and his friends) did and get away for it. The trouble was that they might have to let him get away with it -- right now, Coop saw no other choice.
"Not as old as this, anyway," Coop agreed instantly as he peered into a hold left in the wall. Whether it was a small window or simply a hole, Coop wasn't entirely certain. "This island must have been inhabited before being put to its current use." Whoever the people had been, they had been religious. Ah, this must have been a window, Coop realized suddenly, his eye catching the gleam of glass scattered on the inner windowpane. "There's glass here. Be careful." So saying, he skirted to the side in order to hoist himself up on some rubble.