Left in the Dust

Zara

"Awww, my baby is finally here," she said, her voice sweet, nothing like the venom she had just spat at me.

She turned back briefly, her eyes narrowing at me with a warning that obviously needed no words, but she said it anyway.

"If you know what is best for you, you stay in that car."

She shut the door before I could respond, and one of her men, the same broad shouldered man who had dragged