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Egypt…sort of anyway. She came over for reporting, as I said. She was rescued while she was down here. A very handsome man with a lot of money and a lot of power,” she smiled. She has joined his harem, and is willing to do anything to please him.”
     
    “And what about you; have you joined his harem too?”
     
    She laughed. “No. But I like money. My business is going under. My father has cut me off and a girl can’t live on just a million dollars. This guy is offering me a world of wealth and all I had to do was deliver you.”
     
    “So you sold your soul did you?”
     
    “No,” she laughed. “I sold yours. He will be here in two weeks time. There are other things he must acquire first, but once he does you will go back to his palace where he will have his revenge. Make yourself comfortable Mr. Strauss, if you can.” She laughed as she left him alone once again.
     
    “Women,” he mumbled. Women always seemed to keep betraying him. Of course Ariana’s betrayal wasn’t anything like this. She would have never done this to him and he knew that. But she had left him. She had sent him papers for divorce without even talking to him first. Why was he even thinking about trying to reconnect with her in the first place? Women were the same, at least that’s how he was writing them off in his book now. They may have different degrees of crazy, but they were all still crazy. Of course if he followed that logic he would have to apply it to men too. Clearly it was a man holding a grudge against him for some reason—whatever it was it was reason enough to go through the elaborate scheme of using two American women to set him up.
     
    He laughed. Victoria may think she was going to take home the bank but he had news for her; a man willing to use two women to meet his end goal was the same kind of man who would kill them once he was done using them. Victoria and her sister were no longer his concern. If they died they just died because he wasn’t risking his neck to get them out of there. They deserved whatever hell they went through because they had created the situation for themselves. There was no way he was going to help either of them get out of Egypt…or wherever they had him held up. He would guess he was still in Egypt, but since he couldn’t see out the hip width barred window he couldn’t be sure. It was a higher window and if he were standing he would have no trouble looking out at his surroundings, but he wasn’t standing and he had no way to stand up and just take a look so he was left guessing. Being honest he would say he wasn’t sure what day it was either. There was no guarantee that they hadn’t drugged him after using the Taser to knock him out.
     
    He looked over to the corner of the room where the toilet had been installed. At least he would be able to use the toilet if they unshackled him long enough to do it. If they took the shackles off for even a second he was going to make his break for it—provided he had the chance. Anybody who went through this much trouble to get him wouldn’t be dumb enough to take chances. He would have to formulate a contingency plan in case his plan A didn’t work out. With his current luck he would say the chances of plan A flopping were high, so that emergency backup plan was going to be crucial. Making a break for freedom wouldn’t work if somebody shut him down before he even got to the door. He figured they would have guns. He wasn’t sure what kind, but if he could get one then he could use it. He was trained with weapons and he had no problem using whatever came his way. He was the weapons expert after all. They could bring whatever they had at him. He was retired Air Force but he wouldn’t sit by and surrender to the enemy. He would fight for freedom even if he died in the process. It would seem death was what they had in mind for him anyway. He would assume the man who had orchestrated this wanted to be the one to kill him, so at least he had