CHAPTER 3CALEB OPENED HIS EYES SLOWLY as he tried to adjust to the lighting overhead. God, even his eyelids hurt. He must have been beaten and stabbed to death, brought back to life only to suffer the same fate—over and over again. What the hell had happened? He’d been darting toward a little girl one second, and suddenly he’s on a bed in some strange place. No, wait. There was something in between. He’d woken up to an angel pulling him out of the trunk of a car. But what the hell had he been doing in a trunk? And the angel wasn’t an angel at all. No, she was the woman who’d alerted the group they’d been after. By doing so, she had put herself and the little girl in jeopardy, as well as his whole team. All to protect her group of drug-smuggling scum?
Something didn’t add up, though. It wa
