Chapter 230

Pale with fear, Esther was comforted by Felix, who whispered in her ear to calm down. She gestured for silence, fearing that any noise would attract the black-clad men's attention outside the corridor. Esther felt a sense of gratitude that they hadn't run out into the open field earlier. They would have become easy targets in the waist-high wild grass if they had. Worry flickered in Esther's bright eyes as she looked down at the dust on her white shoes. The stairwell they had just escaped from was filled with thick dust. Once the black-clad men upstairs woke up, they would easily track her through the footprints. What should they do now? Esther was at a loss. She had given up hope that Bradley would come to her rescue. It was up to her to find a solution. Bumping her head lightly against the wall, she regretted wasting her time in prison, grieving over the deaths of her children. If she had known what terrors awaited her upon release, she would have focused on studying, reading bo