CHAPTER 3Anastasia POVI woke up to the sound of a motorcycle. The deep roar came from somewhere outside my window, loud enough to pull me from sleep. For a few seconds, I didn’t remember where I was. Then everything came back. The men in my apartment, the chase, the rain, Jaxon, my mother’s name. I sat up quickly.The room was unfamiliar. Dark curtains covered the windows, and a large wooden wardrobe stood against one wall. There was a small table beside the bed, a lamp, and a bathroom door across from me. My clothes were folded neatly on a chair. I stared at them. I remembered getting into Jaxon’s SUV wearing the same clothes. So someone brought me here and unpacked my things.That realization made my skin crawl. I pushed the blanket away and stood. The floor was cold beneath my feet. I walked to the window and pulled the curtain aside. The compound looked completely different in daylight. It was bigger than I’d realized. Large buildings were scattered across the property, surround
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