Shadows In Durango

Chapter 84

*****Sofia's POV*****

"Why are we going out this way?" I question gently, not wanting to send Vincent over the edge since I could already sense that he was overwhelmed. "It's safer." He all but states, opening the fire exit door to find a waiting car and two large guys.

I shrink back slightly at the sight of them, not deeming them to be the friendly looking type, as they move swiftly to take our bags out to the car.

I feel Vincent's hand reach the small of my back, gaining my attention as I look up at him to find his eyes scanning our surroundings.

What has gotten him so paranoid?! I wonder what was in that damn envelope...

Seconds later when the men finish up, he hurries me out and into the car, as both men slam the doors and climb in the front before starting to drive off in to the night - wasting no time at all.

I was thankful to be going back to Durango, finding comfort there in Vincent's home with the familiar presence of Emma and Daryl...

I suddenly felt guilty, having not bothered to text Daryl at all since the incident between the two boys the other day - finding him to be fully at fault for it all this time around.

I was slightly disappointed that he hadn't bothered to text me once either since then, unsure of why he would have any reason to be pissed off with me since he was the one who had lashed out...

But I knew that he was annoyed about me deciding to travel with Vincent and looking back at things now, maybe he was right all along, although it still wasn't Vincent's fault.

"You good?" I turn to find Vincent's concerned eyes as I nod stiffly and eye the pair in the front.

As if he could feel my tension, he reaches over and takes my hand in his - a gesture in which I was thankful for since it helped to make me feel a whole lot safer.

with the car passing through security and

speaking in hushed tones to the men who make a move to

judging them both based on appearance alone but I couldn't help but feel nervous and unsure of everyone after what

quickly realised that people would pretty much do anything for money, even if it meant dragging me back to my hellish father without even

of the jet, as the staff onboard make a move to fix things in

and sink down into it, chewing my lip in thought as my body

the seat beside me. His presence was comforting, but the tension still lingered heavily

his stress. I glanced out of the window instead, watching

his voice low, "You're quiet.

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time to bring up everything that was bothering me. The incident at the zoo, Daryl's silence, and Vincent's sudden paranoia- it all swirled around in my head like a storm I couldn't yet calm. "I just feel... unsettled," I admitted, finally meeting his gaze. "Everything happened so fast today, and

should've been more careful. I shouldn't have let you out of my sight even to use the damn bathroom." He scolds himself,

guilt was palpable, and it

of this is. I just... don't understand why my father is still so desperate to find me. And whoever left that envelope... what did they want? What was inside?" I find myself wondering, hoping that he would just tell

tell he was debating how

out. I've got my father looking into it, and you'll be safer back in Durango. We just need to lay low for a while, and I'll handle the rest." He insists that I drop it, which causes for me to sigh a little as my

knew Vincent was trying his best to keep me safe, but

my head back against the seat, closing my eyes, but sleep didn't come. My mind kept drifting to the look in Vincent's eyes earlier - how alert

don't want you to feel like you have to handle everything alone," I said quietly, opening my eyes to find him staring at nothing, lost in thought. "You've done so much for me already, Vincent. You don't have

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as he turned back to me. "I promised I'd protect you, Sofia. I'm not going to let anyone hurt you again. Not your father, not anyone. I've faced worse than this