Chapter 59

Zara.

My eyes fluttered opened to those bright lights again as I tried to make sense of my environment. It took me a second to realize that I was still in this hell hole kidnappers lair. I was exhausted and beat up and I probably had bruises on my face from the abundant slaps that good ole kidnapper henchman gave me. I did feel sore in that area. So maybe a red mark or two. There was no mirror to check with.

I tried to sit up, thinking I was tied but I wasn't. My hands and legs were free of ropes. I was thinking that after my last stunt with stabbing the guy with the fork would have gotten me tied in chains and gagged as punishment but they left me free although of course the door and windows were shut. I silently hoped the man I stabbed wasn't in any fatal condition. I didn't want to kill anyone. I just wanted my freedom and I feel horrible for stabbing him in the first place. But I wasn't made to be kept hostage for a reason I didn't know.