Krissi’s face hurt. Her mouth was dry from the rag that had been tied around her head. It was being used as a gag, forcing her jaw open and absorbing all the moisture in her mouth. She lay on the floor on her side, her hands tied behind her back, making her shoulders burn. She didn’t know how long she’d been here and she didn’t know why she’d been taken. She was positive that if these guys had been told to take her by her father, they would have treated her better. Sucking air between her teeth, she pushed the pain from her mind. It wouldn’t do her any good to dwell on how bad she hurt. It wouldn’t get her out of here, wherever here was, and it sure as hell wouldn’t save her ass.
She’d been lying as still and quiet as she could for what seemed like hours, hoping they would think she was a
