Ciara slowly opened her eyes just as the clock ticked midnight. She pushed off the duvet and sat up. For hours, she'd been pretending to be asleep. Scar had checked on her a few times and made calls to Ghost, saying she was sleeping.

That only meant one thing — Ghost wasn't home yet. This was another chance to carry out her plans. Her plans to escape.

She left the bed and slowly unlocked her door. She tiptoed to the living room and it was also empty. Her heart did a flip.

Two steps to the exit, and she felt a presence behind her. She spun around and Scar was...