Chapter 5

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     No sooner, they both found themselves in a dark moving carriage.

"Where are we?" Scarlet asked.

James stood and opened the small sliding window.

"I don't know, but I guess, we're in the middle of the sea,"

Scarlet started trembling, kicking, and punching each sides of the carriage saying,

"Help! Let us out!"

"Shhhh...stop...," James gasped, "they might hear us...

"But how are we going to get out, if we're just sitting right here doing nothing,"

"I have a plan," he said.

There were minutes of silence,

"Scarlet, I saw you running fast awhile ago, what happened?"

"Did you see the man who hit us?, he and a group of men entered our house and started making a chaos..." Scarlet explained everything that happened.

As couple of minutes passed, James checked their location through the sliding window.

"Bloody cockroach!! It's my hometown!!!!"

"Paris?!" She gasped.

James started talking and talking about Paris all the way to the port to the extent that Scarlet crossed her arms, frowning.

"So what's the plan after all?" She asked frowning.

James stopped talking for a moment. And then the carriage stopped moving. He looked outside again,

"Scarlet, we both must ensure first that we are in a crowded and noisy place so that the driver won't be able to notice me unlocking this door from outside, and if in case we got caught, you may then use your tantrums to ask for help," he said sarcastically smirking.

"Why don't we just ask for help?" Scarlet asked.

"Even if we do that people in Paris  never mind other's business....," James said a bit loud and then he suddenly stopped speaking and sighed.

Well, the plan worked properly. James slip his hand into the small sliding window, and started unlocking the door.

Meanwhile, the carriage's driver noticed another driver two meters away intersecting the carriage's way.

"Hey! Look out!," the carriage's driver shouted.

The horse's carriage stopped forcedly and James unlocked door at the same time. He and Scarlet rolled and stumbled down on the road.




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