Chapter 151: Carla

Tuesday. Unknown Location, Beirut, Lebanon.

CARLA'S HEAD SWAM and everything spun. Her stomach clenched and for a moment she thought she was going to be sick. She swallowed and tasted bile. Or was that fear?

The motorcycle slowed, and they passed out of the sunlight into darkness. Her eyes stopped throbbing, but that was only one ache in a long list since getting hauled onto the motorcycle.

Should she try to throw herself off the bike again?

The first time hadn't gone so well for her. But she'd tried, just like Melody had told her to. The difference was that whoever this guy was, nothing seemed to surprise him.

Before her muddled brain could decide on a course of action, the bike came to an abrupt stop. She lurched forward, catching herself on the handlebars. Her captor spat a few words then roughly grabbed her by the hair.

"Ow! Hey, I'm cooperating." She grasped him by the wrist in an effort to ease the pain.

He used the hold to drag her off the bike, nearly toppling