Chapter 263

FIONA'S HEAD HURT. HELL, everything hurt.

What'd happened?

Even thinking made her ache in a bad way.

The last she remembered...Marco had been about to make the trade for Danny...and then...

It was too jumbled in her head.

Something had happened. What?

She tried to lift her hand, but it was heavy.

It was cold. Why was she cold?

Fiona opened her eyes and shut them again. Pain radiated down her neck and spine. "Migraine" was too tame a word for the skull-splitting agony. Her shoulders throbbed in an unnatural way.

What the hell was going on?

She shifted, and gravity went topsy-turvy on her. Up became left and down became right. She peered through her lashes.

Huh.

She wasn't lying down after all.

Then where was she?

Something had happened. She'd...been scared. Things had spun out of control and...what? What'd happened? Whatever it was, it was bad.

Fiona tried once more to lift her hand.

It wasn't heavy. She was tied up.