The Knot That Exposed My Kidnapper

The day before my wedding, I was kidnapped.

My eyes were blindfolded, but I could smell the sharp scent of fresh roses mixed with the salty tang of the ocean breeze.

I knew this smell. It was the coastal estate where I was supposed to get married tomorrow!

As a top-tier private investigator, I quickly ran through every client and enemy I had ever made in my head. I couldn't think of anyone who would do this.

The captor didn't just torture me; they used a voice changer to ask me incredibly bizarre questions.

"Can you describe, in detail, what it feels like to be touched right now?"