CHAPTER 45 St. Catherine's

*Sloane*

Before entering the backseat of his car, Dorian kissed me on the cheek and whispered, "Thank you." If I wasn't so concerned about Gemma, I would have vomited the steak we had earlier.

Stavros and I climbed into his Range Rover and sped off following the black BMW driving ahead of us.

"Aura, what's going on?" Stavros asked. He was coming out of the bathroom when I told him we had to lea