Fiona’s head hurt, and as she opened her eyes, her vision was blurry. What the hell happened? Her thoughts and memories were all over the place. What was the last thing she did? That was right—she had gone to Jake’s for some sugar. Jake! Pulling on her arms, she gasped, and suddenly her vision cleared. Staring up at her arms she saw her wrists were bound together. The rope hurt her arms as they tied her to the bed. Crap, what the hell had she gotten herself into? The man, Ryker, yes, that was his name. He had killed Jake. Her heart raced and her mouth ran dry at what she’d witnessed. There had been so much blood. Why did all these things keep happening to her? First her parents and now Jake were gone from her. Was she a bad person? Was this the way God paid her back? No, stop thinking like that. “I see you’re awake.” She looked to the end of the bed. Ryker stared at her. In one hand he held a glass with dark amber liquid inside. He didn’t look drunk as he observed her. “Strange,”
