Olive’s POV I’d walked into a building full of armed men and not one of them had bothered to look in my direction. They were on their phones. Talking to each other quietly. Sipping drinks from glasses. Like I wasn’t even there. Like the kidnapped woman walking into their boss’s lair was just so routine and so unremarkable that they couldn’t even be bothered to acknowledge it. I felt sick. Whatever this was, whoever I was about to meet, this wasn’t some random psycho with a grudge. This was somebody powerful. Somebody with money and connections and an entire fucking army at his disposal. And he had brought me here for a reason. I kept walking, deeper into the warehouse,...
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