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Chapter 109

(Dimitri's POV)

I wake up with my hands tied over my head, suspended from a meat hook. This is not a great position for me. I'm a big dude, and all that weight hanging from my arms for god knows how long makes them feel like they're about to be pulled out of the sockets.

Plus my head is fucking banging.

The last thing I remember is some dude that wasn't actually a dude doing the tango across the stage.

Now I'm in some warehouse that stinks of rust and dirt. Under that, a cold, wet, rotting smell. And it really is fucking cold. Even in my suit jacket, I'm shivering. Maybe it's the after-effects of the drugs.

My muscles feel weak and shaky. My vision keeps switching from fuzzy to clear, like a pair of binoculars going in and out of focus.

Drugs. Someone drugged my drink. When I was sitting with...

Fuck! Where's Emily!!!

I whip my head around, looking for her. Thankfully, she's not hanging from a hook right next to me. But I don't see her anywhere in the deserted space, All I see is a
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