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    Scurrying, I sat up, opened my eyes to see the image of Meat bobbing in front of me. It took a couple of blinks for the vision to steady and the three heads to merge into one. "You kidnapped me for a night of some perverted debauchery?" My intention of sounding outraged sunk as my voice squeaked and rasped. Definitely not intimidating, darn it.
    A low chuckle sounded behind me. Twisting, my mouth fell open at seeing the person sitting there. This nightmare just got better and better.
    Perturbed, I swung back to Meat. "Correction. You kidnapped us for a night of perverted debauchery?"
    Meat shared a glance with our other companion before answering in a low rumble. "I didn't kidnap us. Someone else did."
    Stunned at that revelation, I took the opportunity to look around. My stomach sank at the scenery. Metal walls surrounded us, solid, without a single window or hole. An effective jail cell that offered no release. A single door sat to one end, presumably locked since the guys sat on the floor inside rather than free. No supplies, no furniture, no boxes sat in the modest-sized room, thus no comfort and little avenue of escape.
    "Seems we found the slavery market on the first try." This from the blond fangy behind me.
    Slavery market? Oh, he didn't just say that, did he? My heart nearly stopped at the images that word brought to mind. "Would someone please care to explain what's going on? Where are we? What happened?"
    Meat released a long sigh. "There were people disappearing from the club, rumored to be sold into slavery in some foreign country. I was investigating. My side job as a PI," he added when I shot him a look. "Local police begged a favor. Since the disappearances happened at my club, I volunteered to help."
    "I thought you were a dancer?"
    "That's my full time job. My PI stuff is a part time business, mainly as a hobby than for extra income."
    "Wait. Slavery? If that's the case, why are you two here?"
    "Rotten luck." Ducky grumbled.
    "What? You think slavery is limited to women?" Meat shook his head.
    He had a point. I pinched myself to make sure this wasn't a horrible dream after all. No such luck. At least clothing covered me appropriately, the same for my two compatriots. That counted for something.
    "One of the workers 'found'"—he did the air quotations—"you groggy and assisted you out of the club. We followed."
    A sudden thought hit me. "Why did you keep coming back to the table?"
    The corners of his mouth curled upward. "Babe, you were prime slavery bait, but you provided some humorous entertainment, too."
    A gasp escaped. I didn't know whether to be highly insulted or flattered.
    "Yeah. Blonde and brainless gets nabbed every time."
    Growling, I swung back to look at Dick of a Duck. "Takes one to know one."
    He didn't even blink. Instead, just sat with his back against the wall, one knee drawn up, looking relaxed. Vampires must have adventurous lives and are used to these kinds of situations.
    "What are you here for?" I asked.
    Ducky closed his eyes and rested his head back against the metal confines. "Moral support." Deadpan.
    Meat scooted forward from his sitting position against the same wall.
    The sound of waves caught my attention. Now that I thought about it, the floor made rocking motions. Oh, boy. This couldn't be good either.
    "As for where we are, I'm not sure. On a boat headed for some third world country would be my best guess." Meat glanced around our surroundings.
    "Oh, no. I can't be on a boat. I get seasick." A loud metal door slamming closed above us interrupted and sealed the location idea in my mind. "Did I mention I was claustrophobic, too?" I frantically scanned the small room; metal walls surrounded us with hundreds of dark gray metal bolts binding each panel together. If I didn't know better, I would say they were beginning to close in as well.
    "Why can't we do the James Bond thing, pull some saw thingy out of a shoe, and saw our way through the side?" Made sense to me.
    Meat