Chapter13

#Chapter13

Los Angeles, one year before the Chosen Killings

Kacey awoke to absolute darkness.

A pile driver of pain hammered her skull. She went to bring her right hand to her head but it was stopped abruptly at the wrist. Cold metal bit at her skin accompanied by a metallic clink.

She was cuffed.

It was chilly in here, but luckily whoever had clocked her had left her jacket on. Feeling around with her left hand, she discovered that she was still fully clothed. Further exploration revealed, however, that her badge, radio, wallet, gun and backup gun were all gone. As were her handcuffs… because those cuffs were now securing her to… what?