chapter 16

My thoughts become juxtaposed as I descend the stairs with Grumpy right behind me, his hand pressing firmly against my lower back.

My heart beats frantically against my ribcage, I fear it will burst free. My breath is in short ragged gasps. I don't feel my legs as they have turned numb and just going in the direction Grumpy leads me towards like a robot. My arms swing beside me limply like a pendulum out of control.

The faint sound of footsteps manages to echo over the roars of my blood. The men have started descending the stairs and I fear that they will catch up with us soon.

We are going to get killed and it will all be my fault. Because I can't listen to simple instructions and I can not be not dumb. If only I stayed in the hotel room, if only I hadn't helped the woman, if only I hadn't been such a fool to let a reporter take my interview.

I have done some pretty dumb things in my life but this...this tops everything. Not to think that our lives depend on this. Grumpy knows wh