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