Chapter 66

The prison transfer was supposed to be routine, a standard procedure in the tightly controlled world of corrections. But on that fateful day, everything went horribly wrong.

The convoy of armored vehicles snaked its way through the desolate countryside, the gray clouds hanging low in the sky. Inside one of the heavily secured prison transport trucks, Sara sat with a small group of women, their hands and feet restrained, their faces etched with a mixture of fear and resignation.

Sara, however, wore a look of quiet determination. She had been biding her time, waiting for an opportunity, and now it seemed fate had presented her with one.

As they approached a remote stretch of road, a loud explosion rocked the convoy. The lead vehicle veered off the road, smoke billowing from its twisted wreckage. Panic erupted among the guards and prisoners alike as chaos engulfed the scene.