Thea
I have tried to rest, but my mind refuses to turn off.
How am I going to get out?
What is wrong with Niko?
How much time do I even have left?
I trust Anders, but Maksym and Kenrik are unhinged and there is no telling what lengths they would go to any more.
My eyes flick back to the ankle cuff and I sigh as I grab for the bottle of water from the nightstand. I sip it slowly, not wanting to make myself sick. The gleam of the syringes on the table catch my attention.
I can pick the lock.
I carefully grab one of the syringes and yank the needle from its position before pulling my ankle onto my lap.
My heart beats loudly in my ears, stealing my concentration as I slip and stab my finger.
Fuck that smarts!
I stop, taking a deep breath in as I work to still my heart like Knox tau
