Cordelia sat in total darkness. The three men in the SUV were silent, but she could hear them breathing both in front of her and next to her. She felt dizzy, disoriented. Lost in the dark. The only stable, solid thing in her whole world right now was Hunter. He was sitting between her and the man in the back seat, holding her hand tight in his, giving her a small squeeze every once in a while, just to let her know he was there with her. He was reassuring her and comforting her, acting as though he didn’t have a gun shoved into his side. His entire focus was her, she was the center of his whole world; she actually felt that. They drove for what felt like a long time, at least an hour. Cordelia started to feel almost sick from the motion, from the darkness. She shut her eyes as hard as she

