Bab 213: Her Parent's Killer

Aila watched the ground moving below her; the grass and dirt track turned into the wooden steps leading up the cabin. She tried wiggling some more in Clint's arms, but it was no use, her body was weak, and her injuries would take much longer to heal. Instead, she used the last few seconds to assess the cabin's surroundings before she would be locked up for good.

There was nothing but the woods, the valley, and a barn to the left of the cabin. How did she miss that? Although, she didn't really have time to search the area when she sprinted away from this creepy man. Aila shivered as she was back inside the cabin and was placed on the bed once more. She backed away into the corner, grimacing at the pain in her leg and the amused look on Clint's face. He turned his back on her and left the room with the door left open.