Ashley’s POV

I can’t believe that our whole plan to find and save Spencer relies on Aiden and Madison. If I was a betting person, which I’m not, I would not like the odds with those two running the show. Don’t get me wrong, I love Mads, but she doesn’t seem the type to be able to pick a lock. Aiden on the other hand, that douche bag, has about as much brains as a doorstop. His plan of getting Mr. C to leave is absurd and that’s putting it lightly. My girls’ life is in the hands of these people and all I can do is follow along.

Looking at everyone sitting in the bedroom, I realize an enormous problem that nobodies brought up yet.

"Glen. How are we all going to sneak out of here without your mother noticing we’re gone?" I feel it is a reasonable question.

He looks dumbfounded by my question. As does everyone else. I guess none of them thought of that part of the plan. "Um…"

Shaking my head, there is so much more we need to figure out first. Where is Spencer when we need her? She would have already figured out a brilliant plan to get us out of here.

Spencer’s POV

"Ashley" I whisper as I open my eyes. Hoping that last night wasn’t a dream; however, I’m truly disappointed when I see I’m still in the small closet. It must be morning because I can see light coming through the crack under the door. If it’s morning that means we are leaving today. I don’t want to leave though. I want to go home. I miss my mom, brother, Ashley, and hell, I even miss the others too.

"How am I going to get out of this?" Sometimes saying it aloud helps me come up with an idea.

Think Spencer. Think! I need some way of getting outside without having to waste a lot of time in the process. Think! Pacing back and forth, thinking which is more like turning circles instead. Maybe I can make a run for it when he takes me to the car to leave today. That sounds like a plan, I guess. I just hope it works.