Lia’s POV

The city lights transformed into smudges as the taxi rushed through the rain-drenched roads. My fingers shook on the chilly leather of my seat, my heartbeat pounding so loudly I thought the driver might hear it. "Where to, miss?" he inquired, his tone heavy with fatigue. Anyplace except this location. I gulped, trying to keep my voice steady. “Simply continue driving.” He glanced at me via the rearview mirror but did not insist. Great. I had plenty of individuals attempting ...