There’d been no food or water. No explanation as to where she was or why she was here. The only light in the entire place was from a small, rectangle window on the wall to her right. One too high and much too small for her to even consider escaping through.
Jenna closed her eyes and breathed through the nausea. She was bone tired and severely dehydrated.
She was also terrified.
Over the course of her time here, the same two questions had replayed over and over again through her mind. She wondered if Ben’s body had been found yet, and whether or not anyone was out there, looking for her.
I promise, if you went missing, I’d move heaven and earth to find you.
Adrian’s promise had been a constant presence in her thoughts. She knew he’d meant every heartfelt word, but he’d also been shot. Was probably still in the hospital, recovering from his injury.
Even if he wanted to look for her—and she had to believe he did—chances were, hecouldn’t.
Jenna thought about Gabe and Ellena. They, too, would eventually figure out she was missing. When they did, Jenna had no doubt he and the rest of Bravo would begin their search.
Unfortunately for her, by the time that happened, Jenna had no idea where she’d be. Or if she’d even be alive.
“You’re awake.”
Her body jerked at the sound of the unexpected voice. Jenna looked up as the man who’d drugged her moved out of the shadows to come closer.
Reflexively, she shrank back as far as she could, her back hitting the cool, cinder block wall behind her. Fresh blood seeped from the cuts on her wrists as she pulled the cuffs to their limit.
“W-what do you want?” she croaked. Her throat was dry and scratchy from her earlier screams and the lack of water.
“Matais thought you might be hungry.”
It’s been two days since I had anything to eat, moron. Of course, I’m freaking hungry.
But information was more important to her than food, so Jenna ignored the tray in the man’s hands and licked her dry lips. “I meant, what do you want withme?”
“Right now?” He tossed the tray down onto the floor near her feet. “I want you to eat.”
The paper plate filled with rice and some sort of seasoned meat bounced, causing half of the food to fly off the tray and onto the concrete. The plastic water bottle that had been next to it tipped and rolled onto its side.
Her stomachhurtwith hunger, and God she was so thirsty. But she had no way of knowing if any of it had been drugged.
Not willing to risk it, she looked away from the temptation.
“Eat,” the man growled.
Jenna brought her gaze back up to his. “Tell me why I’m here.”
Cursing, the man squatted down in front of her. Using his fingers, he scooped up some of the rice and meat and shoved it into his mouth. A few grains of rice stuck to his lips and chin as he chewed in a way that made her stomach churn.
“Satisfied?”
“You and your friend killed a man in front of me, kidnapped and drugged me, and then left me down here like a damn prisoner. Satisfied isn’t quite the word I’d use.”
He stood and nudged the tray with his foot. “Matais says eat, you eat.”
Stubbornness, combined with a refusal to give this man even an inkling of pleasure, had Jenna jutting her chin. “Matais can go to hell.”
With a snarl, he shook his head and hovered over her. “You have no idea what kind of man he is. What he’s capable of.”
“You’re right.” Jenna worked her parched throat. “I don’t know, because this so-called boss of yours has yet to make an appearance.” She swallowed again. “That tells me he either doesn’t exist…or he doesn’t have the balls to show his face.”
Okay, so maybe poking the bear wasn’t thebrightestidea she’d ever had. But Jenna was just so tired.