LIA’S POV

As soon as the car door bangs closed, I realize I’m short on time. The engine growls beneath me as the car accelerates along the dim, twisting roads departing from Antonio’s estate. Two guards stand beside me, their holds steady, their gazes fixed forward. No possibility of fleeing. Not at this time. I look through the shaded window, my heart racing. Dante is approaching. I am aware that he is. But will he arrive on time? Antonio's voice resonates in my thoughts. "Somewhere ...