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I focused on the smaller bulge in his other pocket. The key. It was in there. I was sure of it. I saw him put it in there a week ago. He hadn’t changed his pants since then, had he?
God, please let it still be in there.
Master groaned and his eyelids flickered.
I was acting too slow. I’d dreamed about this moment for weeks and now that it was here, I’d turned into a rock.
Move!
I picked up what remained of the mop handle and held it above my head. I edged forward. If he woke up, I’d bring it down.
I patted his pocket and felt something in the bottom. I lay down beside him on the bed. I reached inside his pocket with a grimace on my face. The pocket was grimy with dirt. I wondered if he spent most of his days filling his pockets with the stuff.
I pushed my hand a little deeper until my fingers met something hard. I grabbed it with my fingertips and pulled it out.
It wasn’t the key.
It was candy wrapped in a rainbow-colored wrapper.
I hadn’t had sugar for weeks and was damned if I was going to give it up. I’d need the energy for the next stage of my plans. I unwrapped it and placed it in my mouth.
Stinky whined and stamped his foot. He licked his lips and tried to get closer.
“Forget it, asshole,” I said. “You never share your food.”
The creature always ate better than me.
I reached back in Master’s pocket and felt something with a jagged, but not sharp, edge.
It had to be the key.
I hooked my finger around the little pull ring and tugged it free.
I breathed a huge sigh of relief.
I slipped the key in the lock. It clicked open and the restraint fell to the floor with a thud. I massaged the blood into my ankle and luxuriated in the freedom of movement.
That was better.
Much better.
Master sat up and rubbed at the bump on his forehead. He hissed through his teeth and checked his palm for blood.
I was so terrified, I froze.
He groaned under his breath, still suffering the effects of the alcohol.
I needed to act. Fast.
His eyes fell on me and bulged in memory of what I’d done to him.
I acted on instinct again. It worked well last time.
My hand snapped the restraint around his ankle and the lock clicked into place. I used the same forward motion to fall off the bed and onto the floor.
I scrambled forward and tucked my legs under myself.
After three weeks in this shithole, I knew exactly how far the chain let me move.
