Chapter 143

• Sienna
• The horror of what I had experienced and seen since being kidnapped by Franco threatened to consume me almost daily. But so far, I was still alive. Injured and furious, but alive.
• For the first day, Franco stayed in the cabin. He didn’t speak to me, nor did I to him. We just watched each other suspiciously, wondering what the other was planning. He had an excellent poker face and try as I might I wasn’t able to discern anything from his expressions.