In less than two months, Florence was crossing the ocean for the second time. First, the Maldives, and now on their way to Italy. She couldn’t hide her anxiety, not with all the problems they had and how scared she was to need to hide from whoever was trying to hurt her.

She didn’t feel like hiding her fear from Scott; one, because it would be basically impossible to do so, and two, because she knew she had to be honest with him. It was a matter of life or death, so she couldn’t ...