Tyler smiled, clearly pleased. "I bought this entire floor out tonight."
Jean's eyes flickered upward in surprise before she could stop herself.
Tyler chuckled softly at her reaction. "I didn't want strangers disturbing our evening."
Our evening. Bullshit!
Jean forced a small smile again while silently taking in every possible detail around her… the exits, the nearby staircase, security placement, the reception desk near the entrance, tourists sitting farther away, staff members speaking English occasionally.
Hope flickered painfully inside her chest for the first time since waking up in this nightmare.
This wasn't an isolated island yet.
There were still people here. Civilization. Noise. Witnesses.
Meaning escape might still be possible.
A waiter approached nervously with wine menus, but before the man could speak, Tyler casually said something in the local language.
The waiter immediately apologized and hurried away looking pale.
Jean watched carefully.
