Chapter 133 The Breaking Point
- A sick feeling coiled in my stomach. “Plans? What plans?”
- “You’ll find out soon enough,” he said, dragging me toward a darkened alley. “In the meantime, enjoy the quiet. It won’t last long.”
- I wanted to scream, to fight back, but something held me in place—something deeper than the terror pressing in on me. I had to know where Ethan was. I had to find out if he was alive.