Chapter 165

Cold. That was the first thing Beatrix felt. Cold and a deep, throbbing pain in her head.

She tried to move, but her arms wouldn't respond. Slowly, her eyes opened to a dimly lit room with wooden walls. Her vision swam, the effects of whatever drug Cecelia had given her still lingering in her system.

Looking down, Beatrix saw thick rope binding her to a heavy wooden chair. Each wrist t