Captured

POV: Elena Vázquez

Pain sliced through my skull as consciousness dragged me back into the waking world. A low, throbbing ache pulsed behind my eyes, a brutal reminder of the heavy blow that had knocked me out in the back of the van. I tried to lift my hands to massage my temples, but cold, unforgiving metal bit deeply into my skin.

My eyes flew open.

The air was freezing. I gasped, sucking in