Chapter SixteenJ
ake awakened with a headache and to the stench of fish and what he couldn’t make out but definitely felt smelled raw. He wiggled and shook his head fervently until his consciousness returned fully and the sight of large chunks of meats hanging from the ceiling caught his attention.
“Jesus Christ!” Jake sounded gutted, shaking aggressively and trying to get himself free.
Feeling the shackles around his wrist fail to give way, he looked around for a better solution but stopped as the knocking sound from an approaching pair of heeled shoes caught his hearing. His heart seemed to stop beating temporarily and his eyes darted around the room for answers as to what exactly was going on.
“Sean! Sean! Is that you?” he asked aloud.
Getting no answers as whoever was behind him h
