The way home

Anne woke up to the blaring of the giant clock in the park. It was currently 06:00 a.m.

For a split second, she couldn't fathom why she was lying on a bench in the open, but then slowly the events of the previous night crept into her memory. At once she got up, looking around to ensure she was not being watched. She couldn't believe she had slept for three hours and very deeply. She was genuinely grateful to the clock that had woken her up.

She checked for the money on her and was relieved to find it intact.

She was back on the road in no time, walking fast and occasionally looking behind her to ensure Elvis or his guys were not currently following her.

After walking for a few more minutes, she came to a busy road where she boarded a taxi to take her home. In the taxi, she sat and relaxed, and for the first time since she was kidnapped, she felt somewhat safe.

The ride home was longer than she had expected, making her realize just how far Elvis had taken her.