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It has that homely vibe to it although I haven’t seen anyone walking around.
It’s the décor.
The guard stops in front of a bedroom door and opens it.
Esperanza is inside talking on her phone.
She signals him to leave me to the side, and he does, then he walks over to her, hands her the keys for the cuffs, and leaves us.
Esperanza continues talking on the phone heartily, as if I’m not here. She swaps between speaking Spanish and English.
If I didn’t know any better, I would swear she looked normal. She probably is to everyone else, until you peel away the layers of her skin and find the horns and dragon scales.
“Yes, yes. We’ll close the deal on Monday. The representative from the FDA will be coming by to discuss the next steps for the drug approval.” She smiles away.
When she turns around, looking away from me, I take the opportunity to assess my new surroundings.
The room is exquisitely decorated. Everything from the gold-framed paintings on the wall to the little ornaments doting around the room could be categorized as collectable works of art.
A wooden four-poster bed sits in the center with a chandelier hanging over it, and there’s an archway leading out to the balcony. Since I can see a set of chairs out there, I consider that the area might be big. But we’re up on the third floor.
Nevertheless, could that be a way to get out?
If I managed to flee through there, what would await me?
More guards with guns?
It doesn’t matter. I have to be brave enough to try.
The first thing I need to do is find a way out.
Esperanza has a phone and the keys to my cuffs, two things that could help me immensely.
If I can get those, I can call Malik.
“Okay, see you very soon,” Esperanza chimes. “I’m flying back in an hour.”
She hangs up and slips the phone into her jacket pocket. She keeps the keys out, looping her finger through the ring.
When she returns her gaze to me, she resumes her normal self, becoming the devil again.
“You need to bathe and get out of those stinking clothes.” She wrinkles her nose in disgust. “There’s no way you are going on my jet smelling like shit.”
“Maybe if you didn’t put me in a room that smelled likeshit, I’d smell different.”
She chuckles without humor. “No, my dear, come to think of it, I believe that stink is your natural scent. You came here smelling of it. It’s the sort you have when you shouldn’t exist. It’s like the world has rejected you and cursed you.”
When she steps closer, I glance at the lamp on the desk on my right.
It has a soapstone base. If I could get my hands on it, I could use it as a weapon.
I look back at her quickly, so she doesn’t follow my gaze.
“Say whatever you want.” I lift my chin higher.
“I will, of course.” She walks to the dressing table and takes out a set of clothes from the drawer. It’s a T-shirt and yoga pants. “You will wear this.”
“Am I going to get my hands free to put them on?”
