CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
Eyelids heavy, Toni twitched at the dagger-like pain digging into her brain. I’m still alive? It felt as though someone had smashed a brick against the side of her head. After a moment, she gave up trying to force open her eyes and concentrated on her facial muscles instead. They were weirdly stiff and sore. Her head pounded, and her body ached as though she’d been hit by a dozen stun blasts. She assumed she had. She was also swaying. A boat? Something hard dug into her stomach. She could hear footsteps, slow and methodical. Each time a step sounded, her body swayed. Oh, I’m being carried.
She struggled to lift her body but her arms wouldn’t move. By flexing her fingers, she discovered her hands were chained behind her back. Cold metal bit into her wrists, tight enough
