~Lora~
“What do you want with me?” I mouthed, thrashing against their grip.
Twisting and pulling until my muscles burned, and my strength was fading.
When the last of it drained away, I went limp.
Rough hands forced my arms behind my back, the rope biting deep into my wrists.
They shoved me into the back of a van, the metal floor cold against my skin.
My legs were bound next, tight enough to ache.
A wave of cold panic crashed through my chest.
Then, immediately a strip of silk was yanked over my eyes.
The world vanished, with darkness swallowing me whole and suffocating.
But one thought spun in my head, over and over.
Who took me?
Did Michael find out about the scheme?
Why?
Or… was this a different nightmare entirely?
If it was Michael, why such tricks?
Why the bl
