Cat felt her breathing start to quicken and she inhaled deeply as she came to. Realizing they were moving and in the middle of a car ride, she blinked to focus and take in any details as the light hurt her eyes. Her head ached as if a dozen monkeys were bouncing around and having a rave up in there and she felt nauseous just like she was about to throw up.
Oh, God.
Her slitted vision revealed two men staring back at her as she bought a hand up to her head.
"What the hell is this?" She managed croakily.
They remained quiet. Goon number one ignored her and went back to looking out the window. While goon number two gave her the creeps as he continued to leer at her. He watched raptly as she tried the doors and then banged on the windows.
"Quit making a racket," The driver shouted from the front and goon number one silently took her hands and tied them up.
