Gianna

The dirt on the bank is soft, and it makes me slip a little, but in a matter of seconds, I’ve reached the top, and the other soldiers are thankfully distracted while the group of slaves remain seated.

I make eye contact with Walter. All the enslaved men are looking at me.

I have to go to him.

But below me, the two soldiers have realized that I played them for a fool, and they’re coming right up. Right after me. I have no time. Quickly, I throw the keys at the slave closest to ...