The Real Threat

Avery

The car turned onto a busier street, lights from shops and restaurants illuminating the interior in brief flashes.

"So Bianca planned to drug you, and then what? Take advantage of you?" My stomach turned at the thought.

Declan's eyes met mine, something unreadable in their depths. "That was the plan. But it backfired."

"Because you left the party early," I realized. "You came back to the pen