99.

I groaned as my eyes opened groggily. The first thing I noticed was that I was no longer in the hospital room.

I lurched forward in shock, but my body was dragged back with a force that caused me to look down. I was tied to a chair, and the movement has caused pain to travel up my healing hand.

Blood trickled down the bandaged hand, meaning I must have hurt it while trying to move. I winced as the pain from the hand increased.

“Can I get a fucking break? I was just shot and now kidnapped.” I cursed and looked to the ceiling, but there was nothing to look at.

The roof was falling, and I doubt it would hold if a storm were to happen.

“And an abandoned warehouse too,” I scoffed when I took in my surroundings. Judging from the look of this place, I’m sure no one has been here in years.

“Aren’t you going to come out, Sabrina?” I called when no one would step forward or speak to me.

I wasn’t stupid. I could feel eyes on me, so I knew she and whoever helped her bring me here were in the shad