Morning came too soon, and with it was the looming presence of Abaden, ready to take her back to the apartment to collect her things.
Santiago didn't even grace her with his presence and the opportunity to object, so that was how Beth found herself in the back of the SUV being driven by the guard.
Cold sweat clung to her skin. Beth fisted and flexed her fingers on her lap several times. Anxiety clogged her throat so badly that she couldn't even appreciate the luxury of the vehicle she was in. She could have been riding on the back of a porcupine for how her nerves felt at that moment.
It wasn't a long drive. That somehow made it worse. At least a long drive meant time to plan. But what could she plan in an hour that she hadn’t managed to formulate through an entire sleepless night? Abso
