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here, you know who they are.” The woman turned and pulled open one of the dresser drawers and removed what looked to be a couple of large towels.
    Destiny’s illusion that this was all a dream unraveled quickly, leaving her with a dozen questions. “If you mean the two massive dudes that attacked me on the side of the road, they didn’t take the time to introduce themselves. It was too dark to see what they looked like and I ran as fast and as far as I could from them.” Destiny took a few steps toward the arch the woman had come in from. There had to be a door to the outside and she could find her way home as soon as she found a road. “If they’re afraid I’ll file a report, they have nothing to fear. I can’t describe what they looked like.”
    The shocked look on the woman’s face when she turned around stopped Destiny from moving further. “Are you telling me that they didn’t introduce themselves first?” The woman looked incredulous and angry. “They approached you when you were all alone in the darkness?”
    “Yes,” Destiny replied and casually stepped toward the door again. “I can’t tell the police what they did because I don’t know who they are. I’m no threat to them. I just want to go home.”
    The woman tossed the fabric in her hands onto the bed and approached Destiny. Reaching out, she clasped their hands together. “I’m sorry, child, but that’s not an option for you.”
    “What?” Real fear was starting to claw at Destiny’s throat. This was feeling less and less like a dream, and that frightened her. “No, I have a job interview and I have to leave so I don’t miss it. Tell me where my car is and I’ll go and get it and be on my way.”
    “Listen to me, child.”
    “My name is Destiny.”
    “That is more appropriate than you can imagine.” The older woman kept her hands around Destiny’s fingers. “My name is IxChel and I am very pleased to meet you.”
    “It’s nice to meet you, too, IxChel, but I have to be going.” Destiny needed to get her bearings. She felt off balance here and couldn’t process everything that was happening. Instead of feeling threatened by IxChel she felt a familiarity with her, as if she’d seen her or known her before. It did a lot to calm her nerves.
    “Let me run you a bath first. I’ll have your clothes washed and you can cleanse the blood out of your hair before your travels.” IxChel waved toward the tray. “I brought some food in. Eat while I run your bath and I promise we will get you were you need to be.”
    Destiny wasn’t so sure, but a bath sounded incredible at the moment and her head was itching something terrible. “Why is there dried blood in my hair?”
    “From your injury.” IxChel held up her hand when Destiny opened her mouth to argue. “I know you think this is a dream, but it isn’t. I told them not to bathe you because I thought you might find it much more traumatic if you woke up in clean clothes with no memory of what had happened to you.”
    One part of the older woman’s speech stuck in Destiny’s brain. “They wanted to bathe me?”
    “Of course, neither one liked the idea of leaving you in dirty clothes after what had happened, but I imagine you wouldn’t have been happy to know they’d had their hands on your naked body while you were incapacitated.” IxChel brought over the tray and placed it on the end of the lounger. “Here, sit, get comfortable, and eat.”
    The food smelled exquisite and Destiny’s stomach growled loudly. Self-conscious, she pressed her hand against her tummy as if she could muffle the noise. “They didn’t feed you either?” IxChel’s tone was icy and she looked angrier.
    “I didn’t have anything to eat before I fell asleep and then they were there…and now I’m here.” That sounded lame even to her. She was trying to wrap her thoughts around everything she’d been told. It had to be a mistake and she was in a hotel somewhere near the highway. “This place