Jaya moaned and rolled over. Her head felt like someone was beating it from the inside out. She reached up and grabbed it in both hands to stop the crazy spinning. It helped a little, but then she realized her hands were free of restraint. She pried an eye open, slid her arms down to eye level and double-checked. Yes, she was no longer handcuffed. She shoved a fistful of thick, dark hair off her face and looked around. She was laying on a king bed, filled with fluffy blankets, ...