Ana turned.
“If you stay in your room, they will come back for you.”
“Who?”
“The men who took your husband.”
My throat tightened.
“You saw them?”
“I saw him leave with them.”
“Was he conscious?”
Ana hesitated.
That was enough.
I grabbed her arm.
“Was he conscious?”
“Yes.”
The answer hit harder than I expected.
“He walked out?”
“He went willingly.”
I let go of her.
For one terrible second, I wondered if Mark had left me.
