#Chapter 150: Great Escape

Almara’s Pov “Arthur, where are you taking me?” I ask for the fifth time since we’ve gotten in the car. I mostly want to know because the suspension is killing me, but also Arthur blind folded me and I’m starting to feel car sick. “We’re almost there.” He says, which is what he said the last two times I asked. “Will you at least tell me what Grace is doing?” I ask. “Oh, we’re we supposed to bring Grace?” “Arthur!” “Relax little wolf. I’m only joking. She’s asleep in the car seat.” I sit back in my seat and let out my breath. I can’t make out a thing beneath this mask. It was already dark so there’s no shadows to tell me if we’re in a woodsy or open area. “And we’re here.” Arthur says at last. “Can I remove the blind?” I ask eagerly. “One sec.” Arthur says and I hear the unclipping of the seatbelt and the car door open and close. He then opens my side door, unbuckles me, and helps me to my feet. “Okay, I got it.” I feel the cloth wrapped around my head loosen. Before he gets