Alora's POV
The ease with which I had left Dante's mansion surprised me. But that is what happens when the person who is basically about to kidnap you gives you all the directions to follow. I had taken turn after turn, as he had directed me, telling me where to avoid going and which paths to take.
He must have planted cameras everywhere, enough to tell me how to escape. I had copied all his instructions on a piece of paper, including what I was to do if someone started following me.
When I got out, there was a black car waiting. A big, burly man stepped out and gestured for me to get inside.
I climbed into the car, trying to ask questions, but the man didn’t answer any of them. He just drove, ignoring me entirely.
We finally arrived at what looked like an abandoned warehouse. The pla
