Ella’s POV
“Do you have a plan?” I asked Alex, my voice barely above a whisper.
“I do,” she replied. “But it’s a long shot.”
At that point, I was willing to listen to anything.
“Right now, there are no bad suggestions.”
Alex shifted closer to the bars of her cage and lowered her voice.
“Ella, remember a few hours ago when those two masked men brought us food?”
“Of course I remember.”
“Well, they’re our ticket out of here.”
I frowned.
“How is that even possible?”
Her eyes gleamed with determination.
“We attack them.”
For a moment, I simply stared at her.
“What?”
“When they come back with food, we attack them and escape.”
I honestly thought she had lost her mind.
“Alex, have you gone crazy? Those men are huge. They’re armed. How are we supposed to take them down?”
“I don
