Chapter 28 Regina

• By the time the car pulls up to the house, Ophelia's bag is empty and my stomach is full of all the unhealthy shit Federico force-fed me. If we were alone I would have stabbed him with the knife in my hands. Only a fool would sleep without a weapon. He entered my room after I'd just woken up and was contemplating whether to come with him or not. So I grabbed the knife under my pillow on instinct but I didn't expect him to carry me out. He's a savage dressed in a three-piece suit.
• "Where are we?"
• "Somewhere nice" he replies as the door on his side is opened. His driver peeks inside.