Irene's POV

I quickly hid myself in the bushes, avoiding to exchange words with men who don't tolerate excesses.

They would never believe me even if I told them that I had lost my documents.

'How do I get my hands on that motorbike? It's my only ticket out of this mess' 

I was glad when they both walked into the forest looking for me, they had already walked past me. A smile crept my lips as I touched the motorbike with my hands, it felt like it has been waiting for me. I tolled it down to the road, and a bit far from the borders.

I turned it...