Sophia shook her head. "I can't feel them."

William's eyes darkened. He paused briefly, then leaned in to open the car's sunroof, using the streetlight to check Sophia's condition. No blood—at least no visible injuries.

He licked his lips, repeatedly telling himself not to get angry, then lifted Sophia out of the car with a cold expression.

The intersection was filled with black cars and suited guards—like a scene from an action movie. William ...