Throughout his life, John Wendell had woken up a handful of times in varying unfavorable conditions. A few times when he had bad hangovers after a good deal of partying during college. Some, after a couple of busy nights doing work. Once or twice, finding himself in a girl's apartment that was supposed to be a one-night stand. This time, however, seemed to be the most unfavorable of all.
John had woken up disoriented and with a bad headache. Not to mention, his face and the collar of his shirt were wet with ice-cold water. Then, there was the fact that his hands were handcuffed behind him, and his feet were taped to a chair.
With weary eyes that slowly adjusted to the light, he saw that there were two people standing in front of him—one was a woman that he knew from college. The pretty b
