"Scully knew she'd been drugged. Her eyes burned blurry and her limbs seemed disjointed, like they didn't belong to her. Her mouth tasted like burnt leather. She wasn't frightened; she knew she was in a safe place, but there was an annoying chirp in the air.

Her alarm sounded far away and -only it wasn't the alarm, it was her cell phone. 'Where are you?' It was Ichabod - no, a man who looked like Ichabod Crane. Her attorney. Waters. Her attorney's name was Bobby Waters. No, Byron Waters.

Her head ached and her dry mouth creaked when she spoke. 'Overslept.' It was a lie. She'd been drugged."

 

 

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