Chapter 25

• Karin
• There’s a strange feeling in my gut when Lena and I walk up to the limousine waiting for us by the curb. Lena had the driver gather our things and pack the trunk while we were eating at the café, but something felt off about the car.
• Music is playing from the speakers, but the driver doesn’t get out to greet us. And no, I’m not saying that as a complaint. I didn’t grow up being pampered and couldn’t care any less, but I know for a fact that Killian’s drivers always get out to open the door for us.