Protege - Christopher Scott

Unconsciously, she tried to pass her damp tongue over her dry upper lip−her tongue was cut short by thick tape. Terry Mitchel was confused. The sound of tinkering caught her ear. It reminded her of her father in the garage on a Saturday afternoon when she was a young girl in Ohio. The comforting memory gave her great pain. Her reflex effort to wipe her mouth was stopped by a chain and dog collar shackling her hand. She knew her father wasn't around. Consciousness set in, revealing her desperate..