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began hitting the door with her fists, yelling to be let out. Trying the door handle, she realized the lock was strong, and she wasn’t going to be able to break out anytime soon. Pounding on the door, she continued to yell for help, hoping fruitlessly that someone would hear and come to her aid. When her voice gave out, and her burning fists couldn’t take it anymore, she slid down the door, sitting on the floor and leaning back against the door for support.
    “I’m sorry ,” she heard Kaden mutter from the other side of the door, before his footsteps sounded, leading away from the door.
    She was being held captive again , losing her freedom before she actually had regained it. A self-mocking laugh escaped her lips. As always, freedom was just beyond her reach.

Chapter Five
     
    “Kaden you should see the turkey Mom bought. It’s so big it won’t fit in the oven.”
    “How many pounds?” Kaden asked Grace , watching Tatiana trying on the lingerie they had spent the morning shopping for.
    “At least twenty -four. I don’t know how she’s going to make it fit in the oven.” Her soft laughter came through the phone with a slight edge to the sound. “I thought you would have been on your way. You said you were leaving yesterday.”
    “Yeah, well , something’s come up. We’re not going to be able to come. Tatiana’s parents are throwing a fit that she’s not coming home for Thanksgiving, so we’re going to have to go there. It’s important to them since we just got engaged. Mom will understand.”
    “Kaden , she’s been cooking for the last two days.” Disappointment filled her voice, which he ignored as Tatiana struck a pose in her new, red lace camisole. She hadn’t bothered to put on the flimsy bottoms.
    “I’ll make it up to her . We’ll spend a few extra days at Christmas. I have to go, Grace. Tell everyone, hi.”
    Smiling, Tatiana took the phone away as her arms circled his neck, disconnecting the call.
     
    Kaden sat on the leather chair, looking out the tinted tour bus window, watching the scenery as they drove toward their next concert venue. The silence in the forty-five-foot bus was strained.
    His return to the band was turning out to be one fucked up mess. They had spent the previous day trying to figure a way out of the mess they had found themselves in, while Sawyer had tried to contact her friend with no success. Each time he had gone into the bedroom to give her the phone, her look of reproach had him regretting his decision not to go to the police. It was only his faith in Alec’s ability to handle the situation that had him keeping the woman contained.
    Alec took the chair next to his. “We have a problem.”
    “No shit. Which problem are you talking about? A pimp threatening us, the fact that we’ve kidnapped Sawyer or the failure to notify the police about a crime?” Kaden said sarcastically.
    “The police know , or rather the FBI. One of my men has a contact in the FBI. He told them what happened. Kaden, if it wasn’t for your quick thinking none of us would be here today. Redman works for a highly dangerous man named Digger, who has been running a sex ring for years. The FBI has been building a case to arrest him, but they haven’t been able to locate where he keeps the women. It seems that he has a way of making them disappear, and they don’t show back up again; at least, not alive.” Alec’s grim visage showed the extreme danger they were all in.
    “Jesus ,” Kaden said, still thankful that Redman had returned this morning with Ax when the money had cleared his account.
    All the men stood around the bus , listening as Alec explained the tenuous situation.
    “They’ve put the women in the rehab center in protective custody , but are leaving them there. None of them are talking; they’re too afraid of this Digger to give evidence.”
    “What about Sawyer?” Kaden asked. “Should we turn her over to the FBI?” He still remembered Redman’s final words when