Cara’s POV
I had no idea what the security official was talking about. What danger could I be in? Weren’t the woods being guarded?
And where did he himself come from?
“Please, miss,” the man said with more urgency, while gesturing into a group of trees off the main road. My suspicion lurched. Why would I follow him? And to where?
If I was really in danger, shouldn’t we walk back the path to the start/finish line where most of the other security was stationed?
“Miss Auburn,” the man said again, adding some force into the words this time. “Coming with me is for your own good. Please do so. Now.”
“Why?” I asked him. “What’s happening?”
“I’ll tell you when you are safe.”
“I want to know now,” I said. “Or I’m not comfortable coming with you.”
“You are being stubborn,” he said, impatien
