Lesley's POV

"Oh, come fucking...," I grunted, unable to believe the situation I'd landed myself in. "Fucking shitty hell...!" I continued my string of curses and made another sad attempt to get out. But the stupid thing didn't budge, and I started to realize, that the only way out, would be calling for help...

But goddess, this was going to be embarrassing.

Cedrick! I called through the mind-link, hoping he could hear the misery I was in. HELP!

Lesley? Was his instant reply, and – THANKFULLY! – I could hear him opening the office door. Where are you? What's wrong?

Since I wasn't panicking, he wasn't tearing the house down,...