She waited, head hanging, feeling incredibly vulnerable not being able to see where he was.Would he leave, or wait until she came around?
His footsteps moved to the door and then the door slammed closed.Mila waited another minute before she cautiously opened one eye.Slowly she looked around.The room was empty.
Quickly she stood and shuffled away from the chair, glad Ali hadn’t actually tied her to it.She squatted fast with her heels out as far as they would go to break the tie around her feet and then slammed her wrists against her back in a downward motion which snapped the ties around them.She rubbed the pain in her wrists as she limped across to the door.Her sprained ankle would make it difficult to run fast enough to outrun Agus, and he had a gun.
She tried the door handle.
Locked.
What were her options?
She went across to the window and peered down three storeys.The multi-tool between her breasts dug into her and she grinned.Quickly she checked the bed had sheets on it and then turned her attention to the heavy wooden tallboy.It took all her effort to push it across the doorway to stop Agus from entering easily.
Next she took her singlet from her bag and hung it over the window sill so Damien would know which room she was in when he arrived.
Then she dragged the sheets from the bed, got her multi-tool out and started cutting strips of fabric.
Chapter 13
Dobby watched in amazement as Mila broke out of her restraints and blocked the entrance to the bedroom with a tallboy.She came to the window, leaning out to check what was below and then placed her singlet on the windowsill.He smiled.Letting him know where she was.He tried to use his scope to flash her, but the tree provided too much shade.
What was her plan?She’d blocked the doorway, so the only other exit was the window.
He couldn’t see her anymore and he waited, debating whether he should get closer so he was in position to act, or whether he should stay where he was so he could see into the room.
It wouldn’t take much for Agus to break down the door and from here Dobby could shoot anyone coming through.
A motorbike roared up to the house and a man got off and jogged inside.Dobby smiled.
Transport.
He scanned the downstairs rooms and saw Agus and two men in the ground floor office.Agus was waving his hands about, clearly angry.
Dobby wanted Mila away from that room before Agus returned.
Which meant he needed to move.
He gave the grounds one last scan.The guards were at the front of the house.Agus was leaving the office with a jug and the man who’d been on the motorbike was with him.The third man hesitated before following them.
Shit.
He checked Mila’s window in time to see her appear there with a handful of white fabric.
She spotted the guards and moved backwards away from the window.A loud banging caused her to whip her head towards the door.
Agus had discovered she’d locked herself in.
More thumps that Dobby could hear from where he sat and the two guards ran inside.
Mila returned to the window, saw it was clear and dumped the handful of fabric out the window.It cascaded down the wall in a braided rope to about a metre from the ground.
She had to be shitting him.She was using bed sheets to climb down?
He wanted to laugh, but he was more concerned about what she’d anchored the sheets to.Would it hold her weight?
As she climbed out the window, the pounding intensified.Damien wanted to go to Mila, but he could cover her better from where he was.At this moment all hostiles were inside and Mila’s only danger was falling.
He scanned the room below her.It looked as if it was a lounge room, but it was empty.
