Sighing once again, Arabella tightly gripped the car door handle. With a deep breath, she let her hand slide down. Peering through the closed window at the driver, she inquired, "Do you have any idea when Sandro will be coming out?"
"I don't have that information," Mr. Rex replied, lifting his gaze from his phone to meet Arabella's eyes. "I'm sure he'll join us shortly. And don't worry; I've promised to keep you safe."
Arabella drew in a ragged breath and slumped in her seat. She had been stuck in the car for four hours. Once they had reached what seemed like the middle of nowhere, all she could see were trees swaying and nothing else.
Sandro had disappeared into the dense forest. Although she couldn't pinpoint his exact location, she was certain he had halted at the large house visible
