Daisy’s POV
Mr Cargill’s voice echoes from behind me as I turn abruptly, expecting him to be in the car beside me, but instead, I come face to face with a cell phone that his goon is holding up in front of my face, the developer's voice coming from the speaker.
‘Miss Perell, it is so kind of you to join us this evening’ he murmurs, smiling coldly, his steel grey eyes dark as he stares at me through the screen.
I recoil instinctively, inching back, away from the cell phone, my back bumping against the arm of the man behind me, seconds before the cold steel from the barrel of his gun digs into my back, making me freeze in place as the cell is then thrust roughly into my hand, my fingers curling around the smooth device as I hold it up shakily to my face.
‘Don’t be concerned’ Mr Cargill c
