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cooperation. I
studied Michael. How far was he planning to push me with this threat? Would he
expect me to succumb to his every whim?
    As
I sipped on my wine, I wondered whether Michael would eventually tire of me. It
was quite possible that he was pursuing me simply because I rejected him. After
what I witnessed today, I was certain that Michael was used to getting what he
wanted. Possessions and power were clearly important to him. So, would he try
to maintain his hold on me regardless; or if I offered little resistance, would
he get bored and let me go? I turned the idea in my head. Resistance hadn’t
proven a good strategy for me in the past. It had only led to more pain and violence
from my ex-husband and from Justin when he kidnapped me.
    I
turned and eyed the bed behind me. Was I willing to give Michael everything
he wanted? Did I even have a choice? I turned back around to stare at the
fire, hoping to find some answers there. Finally, I looked at Michael. He was quietly
watching me over the top of his wine glass.
    I
took a deep breath as I attempted to establish some boundaries. “I will not
sleep with you, Michael.” I said it as firmly as a person could to someone who
was willing to kill thousands of people to get his way.
    Michael
looked amused. “Sleep with me? What do you mean? Sex ?”
    I
was certain my face turned red. I could feel the heat flooding my cheeks. “Yes,
Michael, sex. I will sleep in this room… in this bed with you… but I will not have
sex with you.” Like an idiot, I thought that sleeping in the same bed together might
appear to be a compromise.
    Michael
chuckled softly. “I will respect your wish tonight, mon coeur , as it is
late and we are both tired from the trip.” Michael leaned over and kissed me on
the cheek before whispering seductively in my ear. “But I can also promise you
this, mon amour . Soon, there will be no part of your body that I
have not caressed and kissed. You will want me more than you have wanted
anything or anyone. Then, and only then ,will we make love.”

Chapter 6 –
Come home
    Kadyn
didn’t bother going home. When the federal agents cleared out of Kri’s apartment,
he called Patrick to let him know what he had found. He asked Patrick to relay
the information to Senator Rockefeller but asked that he tell the other staff
members that Kri was sick. He wanted to minimize the chances the kidnapping
would be leaked to the news media.
    Kadyn
changed into some fleece pants that he kept at Kri’s place and collapsed on her
bed, the same bed they shared most nights. Her pillows still smelled of her
perfume and the lavender scented shampoo she used in her hair. Kadyn reached
for Kri’s pillow and tucked it against his chest. Hours passed before Kadyn finally
fell asleep. When he did, he was still clutching Kri’s pillow to his chest.
    *
* * * * *
    Kadyn
woke early the next morning. He stayed in bed for a good hour, unwilling to
part from the only place where he could still feel Kri. He thought about where things
had stood between them when she disappeared. Kri hadn’t known it, but he had
been planning to propose. They had only been together for ten months, and he
knew she needed time to heal from her abusive marriage and from Morris’s
abduction. So he had been waiting for the right time. He had assumed they had
all the time in the world. And now? She was gone.
    Kadyn
sat up and leaned against the headboard as he sifted through the long list of
things he needed to do. He wasn’t planning to call Kri’s family or her friends
in Montana. He was going to put that off for as long as possible, let them
think she was safe for as long as he could. Kri left her purse and her cell
phone behind, so he’d know when people started leaving messages and getting
concerned.
    Kadyn
turned off the alarm he had set for work. Then he called Phil.
    The
phone only rang once. “Kadyn, you were supposed to call me back last night.
What the hell happened?”
    “Phil,
you