A Score to Settle

Cora.

My hands were bound tight. The chords cut into my flesh, and I thought I could feel dried blood on my skin. I forced my eyes open and was met with darkness, courtesy of the black bag sitting over my head. I took a deep breath, reminding myself to stay calm. I didn’t know where I was or who was nearby, but I could prevent a panic attack by pretending to be in a garden filled with flowers inst