Sophia's POV
The car smelled like leather and fear. Victor sat in front. Two men sat on either side of me and Maya. Sarah sat in back with another man. His gun pressed against her broken arm. She didn't cry. Just stared out the window.
Morrison was in a different car. I watched it follow us through the city streets.
"Where are you taking us?" I asked.
"The Black Swan," Victor said without turning around. "It's time we all had a conversation. About your futures. Or lack thereof."
My phone vibrated in my pocket. Message from an unrecognized number.
Sophia. It's Nick. I witnessed them remove you from the precinct. Surveillance cameras. I'm aware of your destination. I’m on my way. Wait for my arrival before you do anything foolish. - N"
How was Nicholas arriving anywhere? He struggled
