Archer Rhys was a top-notch operative in the military, with exceptionally sharp senses.
The area was dead silent, so even the slightest sound was amplified.
He sensed people nearby—and more than just one.
They were deliberately waiting on this road. Clearly, they had come prepared.
A flurry of thoughts raced through Grace Winslow's mind.
She hadn't offended anyone.
The only people she had crossed, Caleb Forrest and Ivy White, were already behind bars thanks to her, and it would be at least another year or two before they could get out.
The only unusual thing she had done today was go to the police station to report Gordon Lynch.
Gordon Lynch had deliberately approached her during the day; he must have been digging up information on her behind her back.
'That scumbag,' she realized. 'He's targeting me. He wants to kidnap and sell me.'
That had to be why they were waiting on the only road back to the factory.
