I sneered. Clearly, they had chosen ones strong enough to subdue me.
“Miss, it’s time. Put the dress on and come with us.”
“Don’t waste words. Just force it on her. She’s no young lady anymore.”
“Miss Sophie gave orders—whoever can subdue her the fastest will be rewarded. Let’s go!”
One of the maids—easily over two hundred pounds—lunged forward to pin me down.
From the hair I had pinned up, I yanked out the hairpin I’d spent all night sharpening, and with a fierce thrust, I drove it into the back of her hand.
“Aaahhh!”
The maid’s shriek pierced the air as blood gushed out.
Seizing the chaos, I scrambled to my feet, shoved another aside, and bolted for the floor-to-ceiling window.
I had only one thought—I have to escape!
I grabbed a nearby chair and hurled it against the glass with all my strength.
Crash!
The window shattered instantly.
Below was the lawn. If I jumped, I still had a slim chance of survival.
I was just about to leap when another maid tackled me from behind.
“She’s trying to run! Somebody come!”
At her cry, a swarm of security guards stormed in, pinning me brutally against the shards of glass.
The jagged pieces dug into my face, my hands, every inch of exposed skin.
“Trying to run?!”