under a form of house arrest. Her credit c
ching online for a way to fight back. But she had
yan, but every call went straight to v
n. If she couldn't stop them, she wo
a was in her room, choosing the only decent t
s of milk and some cookies. "Mrs. Ryan said you have
mind screaming with suspicion
e said coldly. "I'
iss, please, just a little. Mr
ftened. It wasn't
ips for a moment without drinking, and
ediately walked to the bathroom a
as she turned, a powerful wave
the air. A faint, sweet s
on blurred. It was the same fe
in. Collette never expec
to call for help, but her body wouldn
e men in black suits walk
n at Alma with a cruel smile. "I to
curse, but only a weak wh
coldly. "Straight to Joe Quinn's presidential suit
lma over his shoulder l
ed down her face. As they carried her past the living room, she saw
mphant pleasure crossed her fac
ye, si
ck of a black van. The vehi
iousness slipping away. But a primal insti
pinned a small brooch from her dress-a pin with
nderground parking garag
through an employee entrance and into an
ened onto a quiet, th
or at the very end of the h
sed her last reserve of strength. She lunged for
lma wrenched herself free and scrambled
an. She saw another door, slightly ajar, and wi
ing hard onto the soft carpet i
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