Chapter Twenty-Four
EMILY
“Wake up, princess!”
I groan, my head hurting like a b***h. What the hell?
Better question: where am I?
The last thing I remember is sitting in the break room texting Kiera and eating. So how did I end up here?
“I said get up!” I hear the voice again, and this time, I open my eyes and see my worst nightmare.
Richard.
“Oh my God,” I gasp, bringing my hand up to my mouth and feeling blood on my lips. “Where the hell am I?” My heart thumps so hard, I can feel it in my ears. Body shaking, lip trembling, eyes watering—on the brink of a panic attack, and there’s nothing I can do to stop it.
“Doesn’t really matter, because where you’re headed is worse.” The smile on his face is deadly.
“What do you want?” I wrap my arm around my stomach, my lunch threatening to
