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success, Jennifer.”
    “Thank you.”
    Jennifer stayed one more hour. She had some cake, a little bit of champagne and introduced herself to as many people as possible, even though she was tired as hell. As she was shaking hands, with a young and handsome man, she thought about Bruce. She had to smile, be nice, find something interesting to say, listen to people’s small talk and she didn’t particularly enjoyed it - she was doing it because she had to. It was business. If she wanted to maintain her income and expand, she had no choice. She suddenly realized that she was networking, something that Bruce had to do all the time; and she realized that it was very time consuming. If she had to do it with a three-months-old business that was worth peanuts, she couldn’t imagine how it felt like for Bruce.
    All of a sudden, her perspectives changed. She understood why he had to do what he had to do. From the outside, it looked fun and glamorous, but it was pretty exhausting. The only thing she wanted was to take a bath and do nothing; but she couldn’t.
    What if I had a boyfriend right now? Would he understand why I have to stay late? Would he look for trouble because I spend time with rich and handsome men? That’s what I’ve been doing with Bruce... I complained.
    Jennifer finally said goodbye to everyone and loaded her minivan with all her equipment with the help of her assistant.
    “Do you want me help you carry everything to your apartment?” the young man said.
    “No thank you, Patrick. Just go home. You’ve done an amazing job tonight.”
    “Are you sure? It’s heavy and it’s late.”
    “I’m sure, don’t worry about me. I’ll send you a check next week okay? Thanks for the help.”
    It was 2:11 a.m. and the streets were empty; at least she didn’t have to be stuck in traffic.
    She parked in front of her building, took her keys and opened the door. It was very quiet outside and it felt great to be home. She couldn’t wait to be in bed. She started to unload the minivan when she heard a voice behind her. It was a man and she instantly recognized him.
    “Hello, Jennifer...” the man said.
    Jennifer quickly turned around and before she could say anything or run away, Kenichi quickly stuck some duck-tape on her mouth, grabbed her throat and pushed her inside her car. She heard him close the door behind him and they were now in semi-darkness. He was strong and pinned her down, his fingers wrapped around her neck. Jennifer couldn’t breathe and planted her nails in his arms to make him release her. Kenichi didn’t let go and forced her to stay down by sitting on her. Jennifer couldn’t scream; she couldn’t ask for help. Suddenly, she thought about Patrick and wished she had accepted his help. Now, she was alone with Bruce’s enemy - and Bruce wasn’t even part of her life anymore!
    “Happy to see me?” Kenichi said with a grin. “It’s been a long time...”
    Jennifer jerked and tried to hit him but he saw the blow coming and simply caught her wrist before she could touch him. He laughed.
    “You’re such a fighter, Jennifer. I like that about you. It must be something when you and Bruce have sex ...”
    The way he emphasized the last word - sex - gave Jennifer chills down her spine. He looked at her with lust in his eyes and she instinctively knew what was going to happen.
    No! Please, no!
    “How’s Bruce, by the way? Can’t he buy you a better car than this shitty van of yours? Or did he lose too much money thanks to me?”
    Jennifer moaned and groaned, telling him to go to hell.
    “What? I can’t hear you, Jennifer. Aw, I see. He doesn’t love you anymore, right? He let you down...”
    Kenichi knew, of course. He knew about her relationship with Bruce. He had done his research and knew that Jennifer would be alone.
    “Well, since you’re now single... Why don’t we have fun together? Just you and me... What do you think?” He said, whispering in her ear.
    Help! Help, please!
    Kenichi