Chains of gold

Chapter 10: Chains of Gold

Under the cover of darkness, Adrian's car raced past the hazy glow of the city lights. The adrenaline rush from our tight escape was still running, and my pulse was racing. I quietly glanced across at Adrian, who was dead focussed on the road with his mouth rigidly set.

"Where are we going?" To break the awkward pause, I asked.

"Somewhere secure," he said, his voice strained. "We need to talk."

The vehicle climbed slowly into the hills until it came to a halt in front of a contemporary home that offered a stunning panorama of the city below. As Adrian led me inside, a shiver ran up my spine as his palm brushed against the small of my back.

The inside was all slick lines and simple décor, but I barely noticed. The events of the previous night were still crashing into my head.

Adrian led me to a luxurious couch, then poured two glasses of amber liquor from a crystal decanter. He gave one to me before taking a seat across from me.

"Drink," he urged softly. "It'