Chapter Thirteen
New Labor
Jessica woke without realizing she’d fallen asleep, still lying in the scratchy hay on the floor of the post room. The room was dark now, and she looked about quickly as her eyes adjusted to it, seeking any sign that she was not alone. Her only companions in the dim room, however, were the ever-present red lights of the video cameras. She rose slowly up onto her knees before the wooden troughs, her heavy boots clattering on the floor as she got them beneath her. As she tried once more to free her mittened hands from where they were held up uncomfortably behind her back, she wondered how long she’d been asleep.
It felt as though she’d been asleep for some time, judging by the fact that, in spite of her continuing restraint, she felt refreshed. Without any way o
