LAURA

The next time I opened my eyes, I was in a…room?

I was sitting on a chair, which, along with a bed, bedside table and wardrobe, were the only things in the otherwise empty room.

One minute I’d been walking at the beach and the next, I was in a room I couldn’t remember ever entering. How the hell had I ended up in this unfamiliar room?

Squinting, I struggled to remember. Then I did.

The masculine hand that had grabbed me from behind, pressing a cloth to my face, and that foul smell. My God, it had been so bad, I’d passed out from it.

Wait. I’d passed...