Laney must have fallen asleep because when she opened her eyes again the room was bathed in shadows, except for a corner with a small, ornate lamp. A blanket had been pulled up to her shoulders. She shoved it back and sat up, covering her mouth as she yawned widely. She hoped there weren't still traces of the drug in her system. She needed a clear head so she could figure out exactly where she was, and how to get away.

She crawled toward the edge of the bed with the intention ...