Dana’s neck hurt. And her shoulders. That was the first thing she was aware of as consciousness returned. Her mouth felt dry, but her churning stomach made her reluctant to drink anything. She opened her eyes and found the reason her neck hurt was because she was sitting in a chair with her head hanging forward until her chin rested on her chest. She wondered how long she’d been like this for it to hurt this bad.
She tried to roll her shoulders, hoping to alleviate some of the ache pooling between her shoulder blades but found she couldn’t move them. Her hands were tied behind her back. What the heck had happened and how had she gotten here?
Dana picked up her head and looked around. What was the last thing she remembered? Slowly things came back to her. Lunch with Sean. Finishing the ch
