The first thing I noticed was the smell. Antiseptic, clean bandages and medicine. The familiar scent of another makeshift clinic.
The second thing I noticed was the pounding headache trying to split my skull in half as I groaned and immediately regretted it.
"Easy." A woman said. It wasn’t Dani but someone else so I slowly opened my eyes.
The ceiling above me was concrete with dim lights hung from exposed beams. I was underground. A safehouse clinic.
That much was obvious and I blinked several times before focusing on the woman standing nearby.
She was checking monitors while reviewing notes on a clipboard.
"How long was I out?" I asked.
"Almost twelve hours." She said.
Twelve hours. Wonderful. That certainly wasn't going to make Knox panic.
The doctor noticed my expression and si
