The ride from Zurich to Jura was barely two hours. Violet had only made it halfway through her book when the car pulled into St-Ursanne station, where she’d arranged to meet Edward. He’d arrived two days earlier and promised to pick her up.
As she stepped out of the car to grab her suitcase, she noticed another vehicle pulling in right behind hers. She recognized the people inside—Julian’s security team, and he’d even sent the two female bodyguards to stay with her.
When Edward’s car rolled up, Violet expected the driver to hand her the luggage… but the trunk didn’t open. Confused, she turned. “You’ve already brought me here. It’s fine, you guys can head back.”
“We’ll be staying in Switzerland and keeping you safe,” one of the bodyguards replied.
“But I’m not sure there’ll be room wher
