“Do not let her leave.”

note that says ‘Move In.’”

A heavy, terrifying silence hung on the line.

“Then we are already out of time,” he finally replied, the ice in his voice cracking to reveal a simmering, violent rage. “Two moves, Madison. Sunscreen. Keys. Go.”

I stood up, smoothing the blue-stained cotton over my belly. I was about to walk back into the lion’s den.

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