CHAPTER SEVENTYRILEY'S POVEvery part of my body hurt before I could even open my eyes.My wrists first, it felt like it was burning where something had probably cut into them. My shoulders were wrenched back at an angle that made my whole upper body ache. My mouth was dry, and tasting faintly of a chemical like substance.I blinked against a single bare bulb swinging slightly overhead, the light felt harsh and bright on my eyes.Where am I?I tried to move my hands and couldn't, it was tied with a rope. My ankles were tied too, secured to something solid beneath me."Hello?" My voice came out cracked, barely a whisper. "Is anyone there?"I heard footsteps. A man stepped into view from a doorway across the room, he was broad-shouldered, and heavily built, the same one from the warehouse."You're awake," he said, unbothered, like I had woken up from a nap instead of a drugged blackout."Where am I? Who are you?""It doesn't matter.""It matters to me." I strained against the rope, my
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