I stormed into the house, shouting Hawthorn's name. I heard a noise in an adjacent room, so I headed for it. The door was closed, but not locked. I th...ew it open, only to be met by the sound of a pistol shot. I guess that he had shot were he expected me to be, rather than waiting until he actually saw me, because the bullet missed my head and buried itself into the door. I had thrown the door open, but I had not stepped into the room—that was what saved my life.I was holding a cocked .44-40. I had noted that they were a young muslim couple - he acted all tough and she was subservient to him, dressed in that head to toe covering.I had tried to engage them in conversation when I jogged past but he had just ignored me. She hung back in the background, but from what I could see she was very young (based on her hands which was all I could see).I watched the cam footage from their house with interest. They had very little in terms of furniture and other possessions. I picked up nothing. She recognized ?Paul’s? voice. He said, ?What do you think?? She then heard the voice of a woman. ?Oh she will do quite nicely. Tell me how you found her.?The two talked and talked. Emily became more and more uncomfortable. The belt holding her bottom up was pushing into her bladder and she felt really bloated. She was squirming to keep her legs closed, but it was hard to squeeze them together with her feet just barely able to touch the ground. She tried to get their attention by. ’ Crystal had read the on-screen directions and was typing something. Carol leaned over and read the entries: ‘Choose one: + Fling 5 credits + Passionate affair 20 credits + Dominate 100 credits + Commitment 700 credits Crystal’s machine had rung 5 credits. She had typed a name into the entry field: C-Y-N-T-H-I-A S-L-I-D-E-L-L. Now she was typing more information into the data entry fields– what personal information she had on Cynthia, such as her birthdate. Suddenly a barrier in her mind.