Page 130 of Prey

I must have been given a bigger dose than I could handle.

My face contorted as another sharp headache started pounding against my skull.

Slowly, I opened my eyes and took in my surroundings.

Like the last time, I was in a cabin.

That was where the similarities ended.

This cabin was dingy, musty, dark, and outdated.

It almost felt like I had been transported back into the 1800s, or was cast as an extra forOutlander.

But I knew that wasn’t the case, considering the fact that I was lying on the floor, both of my wrists chained to the wall.

My back protested as I tried to sit up, and I nearly threw up what little breakfast I had eaten.

I didn’t have a chance to eat my cheeseburger.

How lucky for me, as I was sure it would have been splattered on the floor by now.

I breathed out through my mouth.

The probability that Roman had abducted me this time was slim, and I hadn’t realized what real terror was until now.

Waking up scared in Roman’s cabin was so much different than waking up here and knowing that the men who took me had no qualms about hurting me.

What the hell was I supposed to do?

I pulled on the chains, but it was useless.

I tried not to think aboutwhythere were even chains attached to the wall in the first place.

I was sure I wouldn’t like the answer very much.

Tears stung my eyes as I tried to think of ways I could get out of here, but I came up empty.

There was no way.

Roman didn’t know where I was.

I wasn’t even sure if he knew I was missing yet.

I didn’t know how long I had been out. It was the early afternoon when I was taken, and a look outside one of the two windows showed it was now nighttime. I had no way of telling how late it was, and Roman didn’t usually come home until late, anyway.

And though I had my phone on me when I was drugged and abducted, it was probably long gone.

No one was coming to save me.

I was either going to die soon, or they would keep me alive long enough to toy with me.

I swallowed, tugging harder on the chains in my panic.

Everything was so old in this place, was it possible the wall the chains were attached to wasn’t completely solid?

I didn’t know.

I let out a small whimper as I pulled, straining my muscles and hurting my wrists where it was shackled.

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