Chapter 73 Someone Will Die Tonight

I woke slowly, my head thick and foggy.

For a confused moment, I didn't know where I was. Then memory returned in a rush Helen, the gun, the sedative.

How long had I been out?

I was still on the couch, but the zip ties were gone. My wrists were free, my ankles unbound. A blanket had been tuck...

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