C8 •Escape plan—2•

Quinn:

I stepped out of the cell, ready to take my chance. But I felt empty as if I wasn't prepared. Something was missing. My palms balled into fists as realization dawned on me.

"The gun". I gritted out.

The woman folded her arms across her breasts, arching one of her brows.

"You weren't expecting me to get you one, were you?". When I remained silent