Chapter 37

• Isabella's POV
• "We made it, baby girl. We did!" Janet excitedly scream, and then she glared at my wounded arm. Perhaps she wasn't aware that I was successfully shot by the fierce men stationed at the main gate of the station.
• "They were shocked to see that prisoners could wield guns, I guess that is the situation. Assuming they were informed earlier about the possibility of prisoners breaking free from their chains, they would be more active and guarded. We could get ourselves killed." I mumbled to her, and then a wide grin appeared across her chin.