I could hear restrained whispers when my consciousness started to hit in. With my eyes still closed, I tried to remember what actually happened to me but the blurry image of Alaric was all I could see, after experiencing that sharp pain on my neck. My first thought was I had been kidnapped by some old enemies or Alaric's foes, which seemed more logical since not many people knew my identity as a serial killer. So, if they did take me, they also would have kidnapped Alaric and the driver, which meant they might have been around.
Slowly and warily, I half-opened my eyes scanning the surroundings. From the look of things, I was in a not so large room with a one chair seat placed about a meter away from me, almost the same as the one I was sitting on. On the right side, I could see half bodies of two individuals standing there and probably were the ones whispering.
"What do you think she might have done?" I heard a male voice asking still in a low tone.
