Chapter 7 Night Flight

• The next stage of my escape was simple in theory: leave this mansion unseen and unscathed.
• Lucky for me, Enrico was out tonight. If he’d been home, he’d have sniffed me out in seconds.
• I crept through the silent halls, my bare feet padding on cold marble. Every shadow felt like it was watching me. My memory guided me, turning left at the silver-framed painting, right past the grand staircase, and soon I was near the front entrance.