She started to make a list in her mind, crossing out all the plans that had more chances of failing than succeeding. The thing that became the most abundantly clear was that if she wanted to get away, she needed whittle down her number of guards. She could run from one or two, but more than that she didn't think she'd make it. She needed to wait. Short of someone wandering by and rescuing her, she was completely alone and would probably only get one chance to do this.

            Watching the men was like watching a frat party get underway. With slurred speech and thick accents she couldn't understand a single word they were saying, but none of that mattered. All she was paying attention...

Please subscribe to keep reading.