Eden wasn’t even sure why she was lying in bed. Was she just going through the motions? Or setting an example for Gabrielle? Sleep was completely unthinkable. No matter how late it was, she couldn’t stop her churning mind. She couldn’t even slow it down. Nathan had to be terrified, trapped in a strange place with these awful men. Her sweet Nathan, who’d had nightmares for three days in a row after seeing Disney’s The Lion King, was in a basement, or a dark room, or a cage somewhere, crying for his mom.
