CHAPTER FIFTEEN
“OH.” DEE TOUCHED HER throbbing head as she came out of her sleep. She focused her eyes on the lavish bedroom with cream walls and gold carpeting. “What the?” She remembered Jonathan and Rena taking her from her home. “Oh, god.” She tried to move her other arm but handcuffs bound her wrist to the mounted headboard. “Help!” She tossed the gold, satin pillows off the bed. “Jonathan!” She knocked the teal lamp off the end table. “Jonathan! Rena!” She yanked, trying to free her arm. “Somebody! Tran!” She kicked the end table. “Get me out of here! Someone, help!”
Jonathan walked in with Rena behind him. “You’re awake, huh?” He approached the bed, holding out his palms. “Let me explain.”
“Explain to the police, you asshole. Let me out of here.” Dee moved so forcefully she shoo
