Grace’s POV
Holy f**k!!!
Oh, f**k!
OH f**k!
“YOU!” Jones called out, taking a step towards me, but as if suddenly remembering the box in his hands, he looked down, wondering where to put it or what to do. And that’s the moment my paralyzed body finally kicked into gear…
RUN!
I spun and took off, heading towards the emergency stairs. Landing on the door at full speed and with all of my weight, it flung open and---
I screamed when I almost fell off the platform, straight onto the waiting police car! I looked up and---
Oh, f**k my luck!
This is what you get for being blond, I mentally cursed myself as my eyes locked with another cop, who was obviously waiting for Jones. He looked confused for about a split second or two and in that time, I used it as my escape.
They say that the sho
