Erin's POV
As the police car drove to its destination, I looked out the window, feeling the tightness of the handcuffs digging into my wrists. That pain was my smallest concern at that moment. Panic washed over me, and tears welled in my eyes as I shivered, unsure of where they were taking me.
I remembered the movies I had seen about jails and the terrifying outcomes that could occur there.
The way Kevin looked at me and spoke made me believe he would do anything to get back at me for ruining his ceremony and exposing his true self. I was terrified at the thought that he might have paid someone to harm me behind bars and possibly even bribed the jailers to look the other way if it happened.
I wanted to cry, but I didn't want to show my weakness.
Suddenly, the car stopped, jolting me
