MALIA’S POV

As I opened my mouth to speak and berate him for the way he was acting, my phone buzzed in my purse. I knew who it would be before I even looked at the screen, and my heart skipped a beat when I saw the number. The kidnappers.

“Excuse me for a moment,” I murmured, stepping away from Lily and James. I walked over to a quiet corner, my hands shaking as I answered the call.

“Malia,” the voice on the other end said, cold and sharp. “We’re watching. Don’t do anything stupid, or you’ll regret it.”

“I’m not,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “I’m here, just like...