Perdita’s nerves were strung tightly as she and Caspian stepped into the hotel’s breakfast room the following morning. She hadn’t pinpointed Rosalind’s location, but Caspian’s grumbling after her shower made it clear the woman hadn’t left the resort yet.

“I’ve hired local security,” Caspian stated as they settled into their seats. His voice held a tone of frustration. “Two men from the team are sitting just at the next table. They’ll ensure Rosalind ...