The metal scent of rust stuffed Sophia’s nose as she crouched inside the box, her heart pounding loud enough to drown out her thoughts. The dim light seeping through the cracks slightly illuminated James’s face, but his demanding expression spoke volumes.
“Stay low,” he mouthed, pressing his ear to the wall of the container.
Outside, Kylie’s voice rang out again, easy and venomous.
“You know you can't outrun us, James. You’ve attempted before.” Her boots crunched on gravel as she paced. “And Sophia... What a surprise to locate you tousled on this mess. Or perhaps it’s no longer a marvel in any respect.”
Sophia’s chest tightened. She wanted to leap out and confront Kylie, to scream that she wasn’t afraid. But she wasn’t stupid. Kylie wasn’t the sort to play honest, and Roberto b
