Chapter 5

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Idea...

I came up with a plan to escape. As usual I ordered room service to bring me lunch. I asked Mac to check the suit for a draft to distract him.

When the elevator dinged I pressed myself against the wall beside it. The waiter pushed the food cart into the room and I hit him on the head with a lamp. He fell over and I jumped in the elevator before it closed.

I pressed the L button in hopes of getting to the exit and waited. With luck no one tired the elevator and I made it to my floor. I looked around and made a break for the door. When I turned back to check my surroundings I crashed into someone.

"What the hell are you doing Kat?" I looked to see Carlos underneath me.

"I'm getting out of here. I can't take it anymore." I started crying.

"You would have never made it very far." He sighed and pushed me off of him. "Come on, you are lucky it was me you ran into." He lead me back to the elevator.

I started crying as we made it back to my suit. Mac was standing in front of the elevator, he was clearly waiting for it to come back up. Carlos whispered for me to go to the bedroom and I complied.

Voices came from the other room, but I couldn't make out many words. All I knew was Carlos was trying to explain my attempted escape. A third voice had joined in earlier and I could tell it was my uncle. They argued for what felt like hours until I fell asleep.

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