CHAPTER 25
PAISLEY JACOBS
Angelina
I open my eyes slowly. I ’ m disoriented and confused, and
my head is throbbing. Even though I was kidnapped and could quite
possibly die, I’m not scared. Nico taught me to be courageous, to be
the one doing the scaring rather than the scared one.
It looks like I ’ m in a parking garage, but I can ’ t tell for sure
if that ’ s where I am because it ’ s so dark. I ’ m shivering from the
cold concrete floor, and I feel sick. I don ’ t know if I ’ m nauseous
because of the alcohol, the situation I ’ m in, or whatever drugs they
gave me.
I look up and see my father standing across from me, and
that ’ s what makes me end up vomiting all over the floor. I can ’ t do
anything right away to get away from him since my hands are tied
behind my back on a pole. What feels like zip ties are cutting into
my wrists, tied so tightly that I ’ m surely bleeding.
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