Elara's POV
Urgh. What the hell?
My head throbbed like something had been taken out of it and put back incorrectly. Slowly I opened my eyes and the first thing that hit me was the smell — antiseptic and something stale underneath it that immediately felt wrong.
That's weird. Wasn't I just heading to my car?
The ceiling above me was unfamiliar. A single bulb overhead, buzzing faintly. I blinked at it for a moment trying to get my bearings and then the memories started coming back in pieces. The car park. Bay fourteen. The indicators blinking. Something behind me that didn't belong.
Shit.
I was kidnapped. Again.
I sat up slowly and immediately regretted it — the room tilted hard and I gripped the edge of the cot until everything decided to stay still. My head was pounding, my mouth ta
