Portia.
I blink my eyes open, looking up at the ceiling of a dimly lit, small room. It takes me a moment to remember what happened. To remember that Callahan is dead. And that his brother handed me off to David who will now sell me back to the cartel.
This is my punishment because they think I betrayed Callahan.
Not that either of them would have let me live, even if I could have convinced them that I hadn't. They hate me because I am an Esmeralda.
At least Nathan is safe. But is he? How long has it been? Is he still in Naples waiting for me to come? I turn my head to look around the room. I'm alone but there's a camera set up directly across from the bed. The red light is blinking. I'm either being recorded or someone's watching me now.
There's a chair in the far corner and two doors
