60. Locked in

Jordan Miller

~•~

I hadn't tried to escape, which meant Romano was trusting me with my freedom a little more each day.

I was allowed to walk around the house, which meant I made use of the opportunity to memorize the layout, but I was careful not to cross paths with Vince. That man wouldn't think twice about putting a bullet between my eyes.

I was even more friendly with Romano. I let him hold me while we slept, but he hadn't tried to go any further. I was grateful for that.

Almost every day, they had a meeting of some sort. I was certain they were planning something, but I didn't know what. It was incredibly frustrating. The only thing I had was a key and a map of the house in my memory and they were proving to be useless.

I wanted to talk to Maya again. She wasn't keen on escaping the last time we did, but she had been here longer than I'd been and she was sort of close to Vince when it came to proximity, so she could be of great help.

I was walking past the hallway when a door sud