*****Faye's POV*****
I tug against the restraint on my left wrist for what feels like the hundredth time - finding no luck.
I was now in an unfamiliar dark room, on an extremely comfy bed, however my left wrist was attached firmly to the bed post - tied up in a tricky sort of leather contraption.
Even with my other hand free, I still couldn't figure out how to undo the damn tie!
When I first woke, it took me a few moments to regain my memories - the memories before Jaxon basically karate chopped my neck and made me pass out.
The only chilling thing that I was left with now was, I didn't know what had happened after the crash...
Maybe those horrific people caught us...
I mean that would explain how I ended up in here tied to a bed... But the whole room seemed far too nicely decorated for just your regular hostage.
