36. Be Wary Of

CHLOE

The throbbing pain in my head jolted me awake, but I shut my eyes again as the sunlight blinded me. I cautiously reopened my eyes and found myself facing a glass window, prompting me to sit in bed. This differed from the guest room where Harriet and I had been staying, which had no glass windows. I was thoroughly perplexed. Where was I?

Nausea washed over me, causing me to sink back onto the bed. I considered going back to sleep. Wherever this room was, it couldn't hurt to get more rest. I felt awful; this was the second time I had gotten drunk in the Philippines, and my dreams were never pleasant. In my hazy recollection, I remembered someone pointing a gun at me.

I attempted to drift back to sleep, but then a pair of arms wrapped around me. I looked at those, thinking it was Harriet's, but it wasn't. It was a man's arm, and I noticed the Rolex watch on his wrist, which I had seen wearing last night by...

Oh! It was...

Trace?!

I quickly got up, anxious, and turned to check if