Bella pov
"I don't know yet, but I'm going to find out," Caleb said, his voice hard with controlled fury. "Bella, I'm sending a security team to the hotel right now. They'll create a perimeter and extract you through the service entrance. My car is waiting two blocks away."
"Extract us where?" I demanded. "Where are we supposed to go? They know which hotel we're in, they probably know my office location, they."
"To my penthouse," Caleb said. "It's the most secure location in the city. Private elevator, 24/7 security, completely isolated from the street. They can't get to you there."
"I'm not going to your penthouse," I said automatically. "Caleb, that's not"
"Bella, this isn't a negotiation," he interrupted, his voice firm. "Those reporters aren't going to leave. They're going to cam
