*Daphne*

I felt Rion’s hand at the small of my back as he escorted me back to the car. I knew he didn’t mean me any harm, but honestly, I was done being tossed from one messed-up crisis to the next.

“Rion,” I said, stopping in front of the door as Rion held it open. “I want to go home.”

Rion looked down at me. “I can’t let you do that.”

“I’ll have the ransom money sent to you. You don’t need to worry about turning me in ...