No Escape From Them
The cab surged forward, smoothly merging into the quiet nighttime traffic.
I sank back into the seat, my trembling hands clutching my phone tightly against my chest. The mansion was shrinking in the distance, disappearing behind a row of towering city buildings.
A breathless, disbelieving laugh escaped my lips, quickly turning into a tearful sob of pure relief. I was out. The brothers couldn't reach me here. I pulled out my phone to text Nina that I was on my way. A single, beautiful realization grounded me: I was finally on the run, and tomorrow, my real family would be waiting.