Casey’s POV.
I’m really getting f*****g pissed off at being drugged. Such a p***y can’t even knock me out without the need to use tranqs. Well, that is what they think. They are overconfident and I will use that to my advantage.
“Stay quiet. I know you are pretending.” I crack open one eye and the man smiles at me and winks.
“Who are you? I have not seen you before.” I whisper and he moves like he is doing something with the restraints, not that I can’t escape.
“I’m working with the cartel. Your family is on their way. Just hang on.” He says, and I scoff. Clearly, the pun is intended.
“Thanks for the heads up.” I say just as the door opens, and Maxim walks in wearing sweats and is topless. Seriously, no one needs to see that. Man, I may just throw up. I quickly close my eyes as I dang
