However, Seraphina’s blackout was momentary.

At least when consciousness began to seep back in, she only felt the sensation of being carried down a staircase.

Her ears, still ringing from the blast, struggled to process sounds as she slowly opened her eyes to see three burly bodyguards attempting to regain their footing on the stairs, each one moving as if through molasses.

Next thing she knew, she was being hustled out of the building and thrown into a car parked at the curb.

Her head spun, the only coherent thought in her dazed mind—thank goodness.

Thank goodness it was only a stun grenade, designed to disorient and deafen temporarily, not to inflict real harm.

She and the bodyguards were alive, and that was something to be grateful for.

Pinned in the back seat of the car, it took some time before Seraphina’s senses fully returned.

Besides the driver, there were two others—one in the passenger seat and one beside her.

No one spoke; the car was silent except for the sound of breathing.

It wasn’t until much later that Seraphina managed to croak out, “Who are you guys?”

No answer came.

a deep breath, she continued, “What’s all this for? Money, or

Silence persisted.

already in your

beside her finally said, “Make a fuss, and

Seraphina was still sprawled in the back seat. “Sitting like this, I’m getting carsick. I’m about to

snort of derision, “Go ahead and vomit all you want. After all, you might not

this exchange, it was clear these men were not after money—if they

getting many more chances” seemed to imply they were after her life. But why

Seraphina began to struggle, trying to

her legs harshly, his voice cold with

her,

back. The man beside Seraphina snarled, “What? Feeling pity for the

not that,” the other man replied, “I just wanted to remind you not

deal with? What did he mean?

to

causing such a commotion to have her dead, but still they planned to

involve her body’s use for

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