POV: Naomi
I sat in the back seat, right next to Sophie who totally had no idea what was going on right now.
Not even a clue.
The perks of being a child.
They were always so oblivious.
She was just sitting there, swinging her legs lightly, humming to herself like everything was normal.
Like we hadn’t just run out of a café because someone was watching her.
Because someone wanted to take her.
My eyes, however, were not relaxed.
Not even for a second.
I turned slightly and looked through the back glass of the car.
The man from earlier stood outside the café.
His phone pressed to his ear.
Talking and moving his hands frantically as he watched us drive off.
Even though he wasn’t following us anymore…
I didn’t relax.
Not yet.
Not even close.
Who the hell was he?
And who was h
