Chapter Forty-Two.
“How many days is it that we must remain here?” Safron softly asked the only question that came to mind.
“It is a full week. I will talk to Dom in the morning,” Leon replied, as Safron nodded her head in understanding, before pulling the grey covers higher, as if to protect herself.
“So… they know I am here,” Safron said on a long sigh.
“They know you are in America, not whereabouts. Even if they know about the RV, it is hidden now. We are safe, for the moment. Safron, they will come for you. I am not going to lie. However, I will die to protect you. Plus, I do not know if this makes you feel better or not. They have no intention of taking you back to the yacht. If they find you, they want you dead, so that they can protect themselves,” Leon gently informed he
