Bab 115: Freedom

(Rody)

Rody made it back to Rachel's flat in a daze. He stood outside the front door, with his hand clasped on his forehead. He couldn't believe he had just been forced into practically being a prisoner for the Apartment Owner's Association. If that wasn't bad enough, they had taken away everything except his clothes. Even the fire axe which he was genuinely proud of was no longer with him. Rody closed his eyes in defeat and leaned forward, his head bumping against the wooden door. He stood in that awkward position for several seconds, wondering at what point in his journey had things suddenly gone so wrong.