CHAPTER 14
“Wake up. Come on.”
She didn’t know what time it was, day or night. She didn’t remember falling asleep on the musky couch. All she knew was she definitely wasn’t rested.
She squinted in the beam from the flashlight, too disoriented to try to create a mental image of the room. She recognized Dustin as he stood by the couch and waved the flashlight in her eyes. “We need your help.”
Kennedy had to find a toilet, and she wanted to wash some of the grime off her face. She was thirsty. He shone the beam at her, and she tried to raise both hands to her eyes before she remembered the cuff.
“You’ve got some medical training, right?” His voice was smaller now, rushed and anxious like a nervous fox.
“I’m pre-med. It’s just my first year.” Her voice was scratchy. How long had she been
