As security received their orders, they encircled Freya, cutting off any chance of escape.
With each passing moment, Freya's desperation surged as she realized the gravity of her situation.
Without pause for thought, she raided the medicine cabinet, hastily stuffing a handful of herbs into her bag. Leaning against the ladder, she vaulted over and leaped down.
"I don't care if you believe me or not. This is a legitimate acquisition, not theft."
Freya declared defiantly, forcefully shoving aside the advancing security guards as she dashed for the back door.
A resounding "thud" abruptly halted her escape as she collided with a solid figure.
Stumbling backward, she clutched her throbbing forehead and saw stars.
Before she could unleash a curse, a familiar, soothing voice reached her ear
