“Fiona. I missed you so much, honey.”
“How did you get here?”
I let go of his hug and stared at him closely. He had a few purple bruises on his cheeks that were starting to fade. Travis was in much better shape than I had imagined. I had imagined Joshua’s men breaking his legs and arms and crippling him for life.
Thank goodness he was okay. That made me relieved.
“We got the information from one of the guards who works at Joshua’s house. He’s our spy.”
I knew who the guard he was talking about was. It was the guard who slipped the note under my orange juice.
“We? You’re not alone?”
“No. I was with Brian. He said you told him to find me and help me.”
“Yeah. I’m glad he found you and that you’re okay,” I cupped his face.
“We don’t have much time. We have to get out of here.”
“Where
