Chapter 18 A Chase Through The City

• Sofia stood in the dressing room, the sleek mirrors reflecting multiple versions of herself. She stared at the simple dress she was wearing, her thoughts racing faster than her heartbeat. The idea that had been lingering in the back of her mind for days now grew stronger, more defined. She had seen enough of this area on the way to the boutique to know where she was—an elite district, a maze of expensive shops and high-end restaurants. If she was ever going to run, this was her chance.
• She took a deep breath, leaning against the wall and thinking through her plan. The boutique was well-guarded; she had noticed several men stationed near the entrance. Lorenzo was probably somewhere nearby, watching her every move, and Anna was just outside the dressing room. She needed to be smart. Careful.
• Sofia stepped out of the dressing room, holding a dress in her hand. Anna glanced up from her seat near the entrance to the fitting area.