No. I yell it again. Tony cages me to his chest. I squirm against his stronghold, and my panicked eyes land on Thatcher. He’s already coming towards me. He heard me scream. Moffy sees me struggling. “Let her go!” he shouts at Tony. I flail my feet, and my heel makes contact with my bodyguard’s crotch. Tony grunts, “Fuck.” He sets me down and doubles over.