27.

OLIVIA'S POV

THE door sounded must have crashed to the floor as the noise that came from it radiated it waves through the entire room. It was as though the building was about to fall apart.

I took a quick look over my shoulders before jumping out of the window. I twisted my ankle as I landed but was careful not to let out any sound as I wouldn't want to expose where we were so quick.

We sneaked to the front, careful not to let ourselves seen, I was sure they were checking every crook and crannies of our rooms.

As I peeped to the front while hopping on one foot while Jane supported me, we hid a block away and peeped Into the garage of the Motel.

One of my father's guards was patrolling the front with a stun gun hanging up in the air. I tried to balance my weight on my second leg as it looked like It was strained already and I was feeling the pain.

I thought of what my father would do when he get hold of us. It was enough to motivate me as Torture before eventual death was my father's t