Chapter 31 - Margot
“Where are you taking me?” I asked for the millionth time from the backseat of the sedan.
“Look, for the last time, shut up. We’re trying to navigate here,” Calvin said in the front seat. He was the passenger. I’d learned their names from listening to them talk to each other, panicking, as they tried to figure out what they were going to do to get away from Rhett, who’d been pretty steady on our tail since they’d taken me out of the auction house.
I started to think they didn’t have any idea where we were going. They’d turned onto the highway from one of the downtown streets, but Rhett had followed. Though he’d fallen back a few car lengths, the single headlight of his motorcycle could be seen bobbing and weaving behind us, trying to keep up with us.
“Look, turn off
