~Sienna~
I woke to rough hands gripping my arms, dragging me through a dimly lit passage. My head throbbed, my vision blurred, and the faint scent of alcohol, stale smoke, and something metallic filled the air. I couldn't remember how I got here. The last thing I recalled was being yanked into that jeep—then nothing. They must have drugged me.
The men holding me weren’t gentle. The one on my left had fingers like iron clamps, his grip bruising as he yanked me forward. He was tall and stocky, with a shaved head that reflected the dim light above. The faint smell of cheap cologne and sweat clung to him, making my stomach churn.
The man on my right wasn’t much better. He had a wiry build but moved with a quiet, predatory grace that unnerved me. His sharp jaw was dusted with stubble, and th
