"This better be part of your plan or I'm going to kill you Flynn." Clay hisses as we stand outside in the hotel corridor. The plush cotton carpet sinks into my toes. I take a breath, the smell of sweet lemon air-fresher calms me. It's easy to be calm really. Just don't think and don't listen to the loud voices of angry people that want to kill you, and to not think about how your last parent might be dead. Nope I don't think about any of it. I clear my mind, take a breath and try to stay awake, "I don't see you with any great ideas bro." Flynn snarls and tightens the grip he has on my hands, "HURRY! UP HERE!" He shouts again and raises the gun to Clay's head, usually I would freak out right now, but this is part of his 'the only chance of escape' plan, "Scarlett struggle more in his grip

