The smell of that steak was still teasing my nose, my stomach growling loud enough to make me wince, but I didn’t even get a second to think about eating. Silvia’s hand clamped onto mine, her fingers tight and urgent, yanking me toward the door with a force that made my arm ache. My legs felt heavy, still sore from whatever had happened before, but I stumbled after her, my heart racing so fast I could feel it in my throat. Outside, just as I’d figured, guards were waiting, their figures tall and imposing, ready to stop us. I wanted to ask Silvia how she’d gotten into that room without them catching her, how she’d even known where I was being held, but before I could get the words out, she hushed me again, her voice low and firm. “Focus, Ashley,” she said, her eyes locked straight ahead, no
