Chapter 23

Lucky

My mouth tastes like an army of ants have taken refuge and there is some vile taste at the back of my throat. My lids feel heavy, I know I’ve been sedated I recall the needle going into my vein. And now I want some answers.

“Well, I’m waiting, Nico? Why did you sedate me, what is your fucking game? You want to date rape me is that it?” Only I have no idea where I am this isn’t his home, I can see from the floor to ceiling windows in front of me that there is a forest and I can see blue, the sea or an ocean. He doesn’t have this kind of view from his sprawling mansion in Manhattan. God and I have a headache on top of everything else. I check I am still dressed, check. Good that’s one thing. The room I’m in has sanded, wood floors they look like they’re oak, wide planked. Nice. Above me is a ceiling fan but it’s not running. The plantation shutters on the windows to the side are open, more views of a forestland and sea or ocean. And we seem to be fairly high up otherwise how would