"Let me go!" Nova struggled, trying to break free as she was dragged out. Outside the ballroom, she was shoved and stumbled to the ground.
"You'll pay for this!" she screamed, raising her hands, yet no one paid her any attention.
She rose to her feet, straightened her dress, and walked calmly toward her car, but then she froze.
Someone was already waiting, leaning lazily against her car, arms crossed, a cigarette balanced between his lips.
"Ah, Miss Nova. I've been waiting for you," Kane said, a smirk tugging at his lips. He took one last puff from his cigarette and crushed it beneath his boot.
"You're not going anywhere yet, Miss Nova. This way, please." Kane raised a hand, indicating the black car idled nearby, its engine humming low and steady, as if waiting for her rather than preparing to leave.
The window slowly rolled down, and Nova flinched at the sight of the man inside.
