The heavy door clicked shut behind Raymond, and I was alone. The silence in the opulent bedroom was deafening, a stark contrast to the roaring in my ears. My hands trembled as I pressed them flat against the cool wood of the door, trying to steady my breathing.

I need to get out of here.

The thought was a frantic drumbeat in my skull. The team camp. It was the only place Raymond’s influence didn’t reach, the only place I might find a moment to breathe and think. They’ll protect me. They ...