They were shoved into the backseat of the car, the doors slamming shut behind them with a finality that sent Camila's heart plummeting into her stomach. The interior was pitch black, the air thick with the scent of leather and something else something metallic and cold. The car lurched forward, speeding away from the café. Camila's breath came in ragged gasps, her mind racing as she tried to piece together what was happening. Beside her, Alisha trembled, her eyes wide with terror. Camila reached out, gripping her friend's hand tightly, as if that simple connection could anchor them in the chaos."It's going to be okay," Camila whispered, though her voice wavered with uncertainty. She didn't know where they were being taken or who had orchestrated this attack, but one thing was clear this had everything to do with Orpheus.