NATASHA’S POV

The airport was noisy, filled with travelers rushing to and fro, but I barely heard a thing. My ears still rang from the flight, and my body begged for rest. The humid air clung to my skin the moment I stepped outside, wrapping me in a familiar embrace I hadn’t felt in months.

I was too lost in my thoughts to notice the black sedan pulling up beside me until tires screeched and a voice yelled, “Get in, now!”

I jumped, nearly dropping my bag. My eyes darted toward the ...