Chapter 118

• I’ve been planning many ways to escape in my head, but it seems impossible. I don’t have my wallet or my phone. Drake threw them all away back at the event hall. We are accompanied at the airport by three men who appear to be his security detail.
• “How can I go with you? I don’t have my things with me,” I say, trying to reason.
• “You don’t need those. Come, we’re taking off for a few minutes.” He grabs my wrist and pulls me to him, but I struggle.