"Ms. Lanka, Mr. Monroe wants to see you," one of them clarified.

Sofia's expression was frosty. "I don't have anything to say to him."

The men didn't blink. "Mr. Monroe implied if you won't see him, he will have no choice but to go see your father."

Sofia glared, her voice icy. "Where?"

"We'll take you there," they replied.

"I drive myself," Sofia told them.

The group stood for a moment in uncomfortable silence, before one of the men, Mr. Monroe, was called. After a brief phone call, he turned to her again. "He's waiting for you at Paradine."

It was more than an hour later that Sofia made it...