Carole moved back away from him, still scared and confused. “It’s okay,” the man said, taking his shirt off. “Here,” he said, handing it t... her. “Put this on.” Carole put on the t-shirt and slowly came out of the bushes.“Come on, let’s get you out of here,” the Jogger said. He escorted her back to his car. “We should call the police,” he said. Carole didn’t say anything, but shook her head, ‘no.’ The Jogger tried to persuade her, but she just declined each time. “Where should I take. Megan and I meant what we said. We won't be back until you and Julie straighten this out. Don't make me stay away too long," she said, then turned away.Megan kissed me next. She held me close, then looked deep into my eyes."You and I were made to be together. Don't mess this up." No!" Julie cried as they headed to the door. "You can't leave him! Don't do this!"Megan hurried to her daughter's side, wrapping her arms around the crying girl."It's up to you, Julie, you and Patrick. Get your act. I broke through continuing up, the new communication suite in my armor came to life, I accessed it, looking for the same link Adam had use to contact Janus, I found it activating it."Janus do you read me?" I waited."Jacob?" she answered back."Yes Janus have you begun the weapon drops?" I asked."Yes jacob, I am launching them from high orbit, I am sending every hand held weapon on the ship, as well as land vehicles. The Dauntless was equipped to secure a beachhead on a planet if it was called. Yes ... bad," she repeated as if in a trance."You must be punished." ... Yes ... punished." Get the whip and bring it to me in the other room." ... Yes, Mistress," came the soft subservient answer. Catherine slowly took the whip from the cabinet and returned to the living room. Alexandra was seated, a drink in her hand. She held out her hand and Catherine placed the whip in her palm."Those manacles on the wall are for you, Catherine."Fearful yet shivering with sensual expectation, she walked.