I glanced at the two men tied up on the floor. "And you think it’s safer here?"

Betty paused for a moment, then gave a small nod. "I guess so. But let’s wait for Ashton to decide. Not really my call."

I wanted to ask, 'Aren’t you his fiancée?' but I swallowed the thought. No need to sound petty.

"Let’s head inside. Standing out here is exhausting," Betty said casually, as if nothing had just happened.

I gave the two men one ...