Savannah

I was locked in my room.

I should have known better than to try to reason with Bianca.

I should have kept my mouth shut, but maybe I was asking for a reason or an excuse to get out of this.

Because they might have locked me in here, but they also underestimated me.

I listened for them and waited a few minutes after their trucks have left.

Then I went to the closet in my room and looked up.

I had access to the attic from my room, which meant I could get out.

I didn't know what this feeling was, this exhilarating press to go, go, go.

Like an alpha calling to her pack, I could not resist it. I dragged a chair over to the door in my closet and boosted myself up into the attic. I struggled for a minute and then when I was up there, I saw the flashlight that I had stashed there earlier this week. It was right next to two guns and a baton.

I might have been losing my mind, but I was still one of the most highly trained field agents that the Ascendancy has produced to date.

I was going to die, but so were they.