"So today, I'm here to see you out of this world."
Aria flicked her wrist, and two dark figures appeared behind me.
"You made enemies in prison, got tangled up with the wrong people, and died behind bars as payback." She tilted her head. "How's that for a script?"
I tried to struggle, but I was no match for two grown men.
A needle slid into my skin, and dizziness flooded my brain.
I could feel myself being carried out of the prison, then tossed onto the dirt of some abandoned construction site, far from anyone who'd hear me.
Someone was digging a hole. They meant to bury the evidence.
Then, out of nowhere, blinding headlights swept across the dark lot.
A black Hummer screeched around a corner and skidded to a stop right in front of me.
"Thelma! Thelma!"
Footsteps rushed toward me.
"Don't worry. Those men—I've already taken care of them."
"Everything Hudson and Aria did to you will be exposed the moment you're out of the country."
I looked up at a face I hadn't seen in ten years, and let my eyes fall shut in relief.
