Miller's POV

I must've been out cold for quite a while because when I finally came back round, it was extremely quiet. I could not hear a sound. Not sure where I was. It was dark. And it smelt ridiculously awful.

Max must have really put a number on me and now he's probably far away somewhere with Isla.

I suppose I should be grateful since he had not killed me. Well, not yet anyway.

He might be somewhere around ready to pounce, attack. Whatever he had planned to ...