That much was certain.I had been sitting on Roads’ bed for the last half hour, my eyes closed as I struggled to meditate, to clear my mind. I had been trying this for years, on and off along with my dad, ever since I had seen a show about monks as a little girl and had excitedly told him about it. Neither of us had ever gotten very good at the “empty mind” part, but I still resorted to it in times of stress.But I had decided with all my will that I had to escape. I didn’t want to spend any more time trapped here, locked in this room while my guards below fucked and frolicked, intoxicated and not on their guard.My gaze rose up to glare at the locked door to the bedroom. That was definitely the only way in or out of this room; there were no other doors, and a quick glance out the window revealed that, even if I got it open, I would have to contend with a full 2.5-story drop onto hard, uncushioned ground below. And this side of the house was covered with sheer siding, offering no opportunity for hand holds.
