Chapter 138

  “Emma? Emma?” Jake’s voice comes at me from far away. I flutter my eyes open and realize there are several faces above me, hemming me in like a bad dream.

  What the hell?

  Jake’s holding my head up with one hand and pulls me slowly to sit up, a hand sliding behind my back to support me.

  “Are you okay?” He’s pale and seems stressed. I realize I’m lying on the floor, my head still spinning, the scratchy carpet irritating my skin. Some of the suits move back as I struggle upright, held by Jake’s strong arm as he kneels over me. I have no idea what’s going on.

  “I just felt a little lightheaded,” I try but sound childlike, trying to make excuses. I feel so odd, like this is all some weird dream. I don’t think I’ve ever fainted before, and if that’s what this is, it’s surreal. I can only assume that’s what happened, and why I’m on the floor with no memory of how.

  “Emma, you passed out.” Jake studies my face with a scrutinizing frown, not giving me any room at all.