Chapter Eighteen
Sophia would play along. For now.
At least until she had her first opportunity to escape. Leoncjusz Adamicz might have good intentions, but she couldn’t trust anyone; she knew she was better off by herself.
He had forbidden her from venturing outside because her existence had to remain a secret. For all Denton knew, she was dead. And that was exactly how Leoncjusz wanted it.
It took almost five weeks before he trusted her enough that he would leave her alone in the library. He needed to restock their supplies from the local market, and said he wouldn’t be gone for more than an hour.
Now she had her chance.
Sophia waited fifteen minutes before approaching the grand oak door. Did he really think she’d just wait around for him to return? She gripped the door handle and
