Chapter Four
SOPHIE AWOKE WITH A splitting headache. Darkness surrounded her and gave no clue as to day or night, or how long she’d been unconscious. Unfamiliar scents pervaded the air, and moments ticked by as she struggled to understand her whereabouts, feeling only the pain behind her eyes and the touch of soft fabric against her face.
Fighting the pounding in her head, memories trickled in. The airport, the motorcycle, being cold and terrified; but mostly she remembered the man. The musclebound brute with strange tattoos who lifted her onto that monster machine and shielded her with his warm thick body. He had no face that she could recall—just the smell of leather and the outdoors—and a name. Yuri.
She was a prisoner. The thought cut through the pain in her cerebrum and jolted her
