There are measures in place for times like this. I don’t believe Ethan would risk his life by hiding in some dingy warehouse instead of calling an ambulance like a normal person. He’s smarter than that.
The pain in my head turns from a slight ache to a throb, pulsing in my temples and behind my eyes.
“Just come out, and I will take you to Ethan,” the man says, holding out his hand for me to take. I take his hand, letting him help me down, but a wave of dizziness hits me. I stumble.
“S-sorry, I just don’t-I don’t feel so good,” I mumble, blinking to clear the fuzziness from my eyes.
A chuckle reaches my ears, and this time, when I look up, the man is smirking down at me. My entire body grows heavy and the funny, bitter taste from earlier coats my mouth.
“What di-id you do?” I glar
