Chapter forty seven

Crystal looked around her room for a means of escape, she had to get out of here, she glanced up and her eyes caught a vent, she breathes happily, that could be her escape route. she drew a chair in the room close and climbed on it, she stretched her hand and pushed the vent, it gave way, she heard footsteps outside and she quickly closed the vent and came down, she hastily carried back the chair to its position just as the door swung opened and Mark stepped in bearing food. His eyes narrowed on her when he saw her, " what are you doing with that chair".

Crystal's heart thudded, he must not find out about her plans or everything will be ruined, she laughed nervously, "the chair....ah, the chair.....I plan to sit on it" she explained quickly sitting on the chair.

"Better don't do anything funny, you've done enough" Mark barked.

"What did I do?" Crystal asked innocently.

Mark placed the food on the floor in front of her and pinned her chin in the crook of his finge