All guards at the prisoner cell focused more on who's inside than the outside. Similarly, Alyna felt like entering the cell was easier than it was to leave.
It took an entire hour and at least three near death encounters to get out of there. She reached home at the c***k of dawn, drenched in sweat from running all the way.
Instead of taking the window, Alyna bravely went through the front gate.
"Miss Westwood?" The guard at the gate frowned. "When did you leave the premises? There is no record of it."
"I hopped over the wall." Alyna yawned. The guard, baffled, opened the gate and called the guards at the inside to open the door.
The mansion was up and running. The butler, who already received a call from the front gate, had been waiting to receive Alyna at the door.
Seeing her
