I was hurried into the car while Black sat in the front seat beside the driver, and then the vehicle zoomed off, speeding away from the airport tarmac.

It had been two whole days since we left Italy. Black couldn't depart from the country the exact day he took me, and I could only wonder what he had gone to take care of while he kept me locked up in the car until the next morning. When I finally woke up, I found the vehicle already in motion; before I could process where we were, we were boarding a private flight at the airport, and now we were back in...