**Gaia's POV**

My mind raced through escape scenarios, each one more desperate than the last.

I could throw myself out of the car right now. But the silver poison still weakened me. I'd barely make it three steps before they caught me.

Then they'd inject me with more aphrodisiac. Stronger doses.

I could wait until we stopped at a traffic light. Scream for help. But who would help? A drugged woman in a luxury car with well-dressed ...