Aria’s POV

I woke up to silence.

Not the loud, drunken noise from the night before. No voices or laughter. No boots scraping wood. I didn’t move at first, but I listened.

Three of them lay on the floor, sleeping heavily.

The morning sun reflected through the window.

.

Slowly, I sat up.

My wrists were free, my ankles loosely tied again. They thought I was too exhausted to try anything, but they were wrong.

I untied myself carefully and immediately reached inside my jacket. My fingers ...