The passenger side door popped open, and Ella dove inside. Rome started driving before she even got the door shut, but he had ahold of her, and she knew he’d never let her fall.
“Are you okay?” he asked, his eyes on her more than the road.
“Yes! Just drive!” She managed to get the door closed and her seatbelt on as she checked the rearview mirror. Three men came flying up the sidewalk, all of them menacing, as if they were her father’s bodyguards and not just a group of businessmen. She hoped they were far enough away that they couldn’t see Rome’s license plate number.
“What the hell happened?” Rome wanted to know.
“Hold on.” Ella was panting, but she had to warn Tim. She whipped her phone out and called him. He answered immediately.
“Ella, what the hell is going on?”
“No time to explain at the moment, but you need to get out of there now.”
“You told me not to leave without you.”
“I told you not to leave me there. I’m not there anymore. I climbed the wall.”
