Lilian slowly opened her eyes to the sight of an unfamiliar ceiling. It took a dozed moment for her to realize that she was in Raymond's lounge, and then she bolted upright.
Her last memories were of near-collapse from a stomachache, Raymond's voice calling for Pablo to give her intravenous drip, and then... nothing.. She couldn't recall whether she passed out from the pain or drifted off to sleep afterward,
Now the room was silent and empty, void of any life. Where had Raymond gone? Had he leave her here alone?
This room was secured with a password-protected lock. Unless Raymond unlocked it, her going out was utterly hopeless... Was he attempting to confine her, like a prisoner?!
Panic overwhelmed Lilian, and she desperately sought her phone to call for aid. As she sat uprigh
