The Dreadful Five

This was the first time Steph had ever been caught. It chipped her ego a bit knowing that she’d been so easily duped by her least favorite person. But that’s the way it had always been with Kat, her sister. She held a soft spot for her, no matter how many times Kat betrayed her.

Now, because of Steph’s stupidity, she was in a pitch-dark room, tied to a chair, with duct tape slapped over her mouth. The duct tape had been because she’d talked too much when she was taken. It was one of the reasons she was here to begin with. Someone had overheard her loudmouth saying exactly where she’d be last night, and they had set up a trap using Kat.

There was no way to know where she was being held, but Steph knew that wherever she was, her crew would find her. They always had each other’s backs, no matter the situation. Nesta, with all her hidden knives, Adrina with her whip wound around her wrist, Helena and Georgia with their graceful yet deadly combat skills…they would all be busting down the doors of this place any minute. Steph just knew it. They became her family once she ran away from home two years earlier. Kat had never forgiven Steph for leaving, but if she had stayed, there was no way she would have survived this long.

A light flickered on above Steph and she had to close her eyes against the sudden change. Slowly, she opened her eyes to adjust to the brightness…