Chapter 575. Is It Him?

Everything was pitch black.

Caitlin’s head throbbed as she slowly regained consciousness, only to realize she was confined in a tight, enclosed space.

Her instincts kicked in instantly.

She tried to move, but found her hands and feet were tightly bound, and her mouth had been sealed with tape.

Fragments of memory came flooding back—she had exited the back of the theater and gotten into a Rolls-Royce. But the driver hadn’t been Vaughn.

There had been a strange floral scent in the car, something that had made her limbs weak. Just before she passed out, she’d seen the imposter driving her out toward the suburbs.

After that, everything went black—until now.

She lay in a space that swayed slightly, and there was a rhythmic sound, like waves crashing.

A boat.

She was likely trapped inside a cabin of a moving boat.

She had been kidnapped.

Desperate to escape, Caitlin began to slam her shoulder against the wooden panel above