I walked down the road struggling with myself. What was I going to do the only way to get off the estate was to walk for miles till I find the highway and I knew that any driving through the state would not give me I lift, even if I gave them double the amount that they charge usually.
Blake could make the life hell for anyone who offended him. Even if I did manage to persuade someone to take me by in his car there was the strong possibility that Blake would pursue them and force them to come back. This was not London, where you get cabs and Uber by snapping your finger. And Blake was a powerful man with many interests in Italy. I would be helpless against his exercise of power.
All my efforts were in vain. It seems I don't have any choice but to listen to that arrogant man. All I
