When you wake up with a blinding headache, naked in bed, and a stomach churning with regret, you know you’ve made the worst decision of your life and you’re paying for it.
For Avery, at least, she could take some small comfort in the fact that the bed she was sleeping in was hers and she was alone in it. Still, there was an unsettling list of questions to work through:
Who had brought her home from Sin City?
How had she ended up without her clothes?
And, most disturbing of all, had anything happened that she would later come to regret when the cobwebs unclogged her mind?
Did she even want the cobwebs gone?
Unfortunately, she had a powerful brain that refuses to lock away horrible memories for too long. They came spilling out like overstuffed clothes tumbling from a jammed closet. Th
