Chapter 166
The first thing Harper felt was pain.
Her head throbbed, her wrists burned, and something hard dug into her back. When she tried to move her legs, a sharp ache traveled through them, making her suck in a breath.
“f**k me,” she muttered. “If this is hell, somebody seriously needs to speak to management.”
She opened her eyes.
Four men were standing in front of her.
Four heavily tattooed men with broad shoulders, hard faces, and the kind of expressions that made it clear they weren't interested in hearing jokes from a woman tied to a chair. Their leather jackets carried unfamiliar insignia, and the Russian words they exchanged meant absolutely nothing to her.
Except for the tone.
She understood that perfectly.
Harper swallowed and tried to remember how she'd ended up ther
