Raphael felt Riana’s body go rigid in his arms, her breath trembling as though something unseen crawled beneath her skin. A low, almost imperceptible whimper escaped her lips before her body seized again. He reacted instantly.
“Riana,” he whispered urgently, cupping her face as her eyes fluttered unfocused, “stay with me, sweetheart. Look at me.”
But she didn’t hear him. Her pulse stuttered. Her fingers twitched as if fighting something inside her. The poison the kidnappers injected was awakening again.
He scooped her into his arms without hesitation and shouted for her friends. “Carlita! Sasha! Hurry!”
Carlita burst into the room with her phone on her hand typing for answers, followed by Sasha, biting her wrist wanting to give Riana her blood to keep her alive.
“Give her
