Selena froze, her mouth hanging half open in awkward embarrassment.
Elio pulled his arm away and climbed into the car. "Dorothy, get over here."
I didn't move. It wasn't that I didn't want to. My legs had turned to Jell-O, and I could barely keep myself propped against the wall.
Selena scrambled after him. "Don, I'm your assistant, I..."
Elio didn't even glance her way.
He kept his eyes on me, the softness in his voice spreading through the room.
"That's the second time I've asked. Come here."
I knew no one in the world could save me now.
My knees shook so badly I could barely stand. I stumbled into the car one unsteady step at a time.
Sure enough, he took me straight to that forbidden room.
My wrists were cuffed and hoisted toward the ceiling of the main chamber. To keep my skin
