Chapter Seven
Homecoming
Melanie felt the car roll to a stop. She guessed she was in the passenger seat, gauging by the fact that it had been reclined while they drove. She had no idea how long they had been traveling or where they had gone. Jonathan had been silent for the whole trip. Her shoulders ached from the long confinement of her arms behind her back, still sealed together with the tape. He had wrapped something around her neck after reclining the seat to stop her from sitting upright.
They had driven in silence, his by choice and hers enforced by the ball in her mouth and the tape that held it there. Her feet had been free when the journey started. That had changed when she had stretched them up to place her bare feet on the dashboard. After that, he had stopped the car just l
