Fiona entered into her car and drives away. She so happy that she turned the music up. Confidence dripped from her with her every move. She had won. She had Adrian Blackwood right where she wanted him. And soon, he’d have no choice but to bend to her will and do her biddings.
What she didn’t realize was that she was being followed.
A car had been following her—silent, precise, always there but never noticed.
But Fiona was oblivious.
She reached her house, came down and joyfully headed straight for the hallway
She reached the heavy steel door at the end of the hallway, punched in a code, and stepped inside the room where Kayla was being held hostage.
Kayla's body was weak against the chair, her wrists hurting from the ropes. She was bruised but far from broken. The fire in her eyes b
