Niko presses harder on the gas, then slams the brakes. My body snaps forward, but his arm shoots out, holding me firmly against the seat.
“What happened?”my heart jolts with sudden fright.
His smile twists, sardonic and almost proud. “I forgot how far ahead Zver thinks,” he says, eyes still looking ahead.
“What are you talking about?”
“Claire, we won’t be leaving today.”
My frown deepens as I watch his face. “And why not?”
“Look.” He jerks his chin at the road ahead.
At first, I see nothing but streams of headlights. Then my stomach knots. Cars parked along the roadside, shadows of men inside, others pacing outside with deliberate demeanor that screamed armed men.
”Zver already has his men stationed here to stop you from leaving," Niko explains calmly, not entirely bothered and ev
