Bound by Lies

Later that day, Camilla’s heart pounded the moment Arturo slowed the car in front of a secluded house.

“This is it,” he said quietly, killing the engine.

Camilla frowned, unease crawling up her spine. “This place?” She asked suspiciously. “Why here?”

Arturo didn’t answer. He stepped out of the car, already moving toward the heavy steel door.

After a second of hesitation, Camilla followed.

Inside,