Miller's POV

"What are you talking about? What is going on?" I growled with anger as Max shoved a glass of something in my face. It burnt like hell and caused me to fall helplessly to the ground. The next thing that I knew I was being forced into a chair and bound by a heavy rope. My body was weak and shaky.

What was happening to me?

I looked across to Daniel for an answer, but he ignored any eye contact with me and instead held a smug look on his face. I realised that ...