CHAPTER TEN
Much later, the steady sound of Dax’s rhythmic snore revealed he was sound asleep. Bruno had made a lot of noise going to bed more than an hour ago. In the house of unconscious jailors came an opportunity for escape. Maybe not the safest opportunity, but an opportunity nonetheless.
Naked, clothes were the first concern. The bikini wasn’t a smart choice in the middle of the night, so whatever she could lay her hands on…
Rolling off the bed, she crawled around to snag Dax’s tee-shirt and boxers from the floor. Still in a crouch, she crossed to the door and opened it with deft, quiet fingers to slink out.
Keeping moving was key, relief could come later. While descending the stairs, she put on the clothes and got as far as the front door. Locked. The damn thing was locked.
Spi
