The plan started to prepare my mind, giving me courage to execute with every passing second.
Also, after getting out, I need to investigate Emma's story.
That big house, her name being a number, that lady Rosa, everything, because I knew one thing for sure, that it was not random.
Josh was not stupid enough to get a girl from any orphanage or from any other facilities like that. My gut told me that it was way deeper than I thought.
To get to the truth, every step I take has to be measured and careful. Those scraps were clues, and in this tiny prison, clues were everything.
***
Days came and went by, one by another. I kept counting it until it could not fit into my fingers.
It had been more than two weeks, as per my calculations, since that night when Josh allowed Emma to stay with me for one night. He had made me promise that I would do anything he asked in return, but since then, there was nothing but silence.
