She was soaking wet on the shoulder of Route 66 with forty-three dollars and nowhere to go.
He was driving a black 1969 Mustang with no destination and no intention of letting her out.
Eden climbed into a stranger's car on the worst night of her life. The leather was warm. The heater was set to exactly seventy-two degrees. The man behind the wheel smelled like sandalwood and spoke in a voice so calm it sounded like a diagnosis.
She didn't hear the child locks engage.
Beckett doesn't raise his voice. He doesn't need to. He provides everything-shelter, warmth, food, attention-with a precision so devastating that by the time Eden realizes the doors won't open, she's no longer sure she wants them to.
Mile after mile, state after state, the highway stretches ahead and the world outside the windshield grows more hostile than the man beside her. He washes her hair when she's sick. He buys her dresses that fit without asking her size. He holds her hand at exactly the right pressure. He never once asks for permission.
And somewhere between the Texas Panhandle and the California coast, Eden stops looking for an exit and starts praying he never stops the car.
MILE MARKER 88 is a captive dark romance with a morally black ending. This book contains kidnapping, psychological manipulation, Stockholm syndrome, dub-con dynamics, and an antihero who will never let her go. If you need a safe hero, keep driving. If you want the one who locks the doors, get in.
Book One of The Velvet Cage Duet.