Carter’s words swept into her consciousness like ocean waves. “Trust me, trust me…” She could feel caresses glide across her cheek and then soft echoes. But quickly the nothingness pulled her back under. Through her closed eyelids, she could see a peach glow; the rays of sun poured onto her still body. Anne moved her fingers along what seemed to be a leather surface, perhaps a chaise. It was dimpled with cold circular buttons. The room was concealed in silence. She could hear her own breathing, which had returned to a normal rhythm. Coaxing her limbs to reposition themselves, she moved ever so slightly. Her muscles ached from the tension she subjected them to as the drugs had entered her nervous system. Her recollection of what had taken place earlier was hazy, as was her vision. Anne blinked several times to regain focus; her surroundings were unfamiliar. An arched window that reached the top of the cathedral ceiling revealed the ginger sun and clear cerulean skies.
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