She closed her eyes. This wasn’t good.
You’ll be out of here by then. He’s not going to keep you. He doesn’t even seem to like you much.
But why was he bringing her with him if he didn’t like her?
The car stopped, and after a few moments, the door opened. Hernán placed Cat on the seat before sliding along it. Then, turning, he held out his hand for her. “Come.”
She shuffled across the seat toward him. She half-expected him to lift her into his arms again. To admonish her for having the audacity to try to walk on her own.
But he didn’t. Instead, he grasped hold of her hand and led her toward an elevator. She glanced around, seeing the two bodyguards from earlier. She wondered where The Scot was. She’d liked him. He seemed fun.
These two guys were all business. Although the younger one
