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

had to

cityscape shrink as the car sped towards

‘s BunnyBookery

what felt like hours before finally pulling up by

bundled Miley out and

to a stop

it warily, suspicion blooming on her

occupied about a fifth of the island itself; it

the yacht and

spotted a

to be in her sixties, her pale hair styled impeccably with just a

emerald necklace, and a simple bracelet completing the picture

to place the

was certain she’d never met anyone

coffee cup on

the men off and turned to

she said, “Please, have a

hope you don’t mind the unconventional way

gaze fixed

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