The moment the door slammed shut, the car lurched forward, speeding away.

Miley was squeezed between two burly men in the backseat.

She fought back a few times, but it was ultimately in vain.

“Who are you people? This is kidnapping!”

The man in the passenger seat didn’t even turn around.

His voice was flat.

“We’re just following orders.

Cooperate, and you won’t be hurt.

Miley scowled, darting a glance at the men flanking her.

She knew arguing was pointless.

She didn’t lose hope, however.

believed Flossie would notice

friends had to

cityscape shrink as the car

‘s BunnyBookery

like hours before finally pulling

Miley out and onto a

yacht sputtered to

eyed it warily, suspicion

about a fifth of

the

through the grand gates, Miley spotted a woman

woman appeared to be in her sixties, her pale hair styled impeccably with

dress, an emerald necklace, and a

frowned, trying to place

never met anyone like

coffee cup on the table

the men off and turned

chair, she said, “Please, have a

you don’t mind the unconventional way

remained standing, her gaze

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