Twenty-One - SaraI managed to roll over so I could see out the windows. We’d been driving a long time, and it seemed like we should have been wherever we were going pretty quickly. Nothing downtown was ever more than five or ten minutes away, but we’d been driving for what felt like an eternity.
The light outside was beginning to fade. I tried to sit up, but it was difficult with my wrists and ankles tied.
“You think I could get a little help here?” I asked the man in the black suit sitting with his hands on my leg.
“Yeah, sorry,” he said quickly. He let go of my legs so I could put them underneath me. Then, he leaned over and pulled me upright by my arm.
“Thanks,” I said curtly. I could finally sit up and look out the windows. Where the hell were we?
The city was gone somewhere behin
