The scalding temperature seemed to spread from the back of her hand to every inch of her body. Olivia was terrified.

"Ethan, the islanders are good people. They took great care of me, and they didn't hurt Connor—not even a little. Connor loves it here. The kidnapping was a misunderstanding. I can explain …"

She didn't try to break free from his grasp. Instead, she begged earnestly, "I'll go back with you, so please let them go, okay?"

With the cigarette between his fingers, Ethan caressed her