Chapter 15 Beth

• Her smile widens, as though she’s reading my mind. “Please don’t jump me,” she says, and I can hear the amusement in her voice. “It’s quite pointless, I promise. I know you want to escape, but there is really nowhere to go. We’re on a private island in the middle of the Pacific Ocean.”
• The sinking feeling in my stomach worsens. “Whose private island?” I ask, though I already know the answer.
• “Why, Patrick’s, of course.”