Under house arrest

Henry took the phone from Ethan and pressed it to his ear. “Eleanor?”

“Hey, it’s me.”

Relief coursed through him at the sound of her voice. “Are you okay? Where are you? I couldn’t get you on your phone.”

“I’m fine,” she told him. “Sorry for making you worried. I meant to call earlier but Thomas stole my phone.”

“Has he hurt you? I called you earlier and he picked up. He said that…” He swallowed as a bitter taste filled his mouth. “Did he force you to do anything?”

“No,” she replied. “He hasn’t done anything. Don’t worry, I can handle him. Nothing will happen to me.”

Henry pinched his forehead with his fingers and exhaled harshly. “I can come and take you back,” he told her. “Just say the word.”

“Henry, I’m really fine,” he told her softly. “If I really need your help, I’ll let you know. But right now, I need to stay here to ensure my plan goes well. I’ve made him believe I intend to stay, so I’m going to be alright until the summit. We just need to make sure my plan works out in the