It soundedlike it came through some kind of speaker, maybe even a voice-changer. Gwencontinued to lie still, hoping the voice would go away. ?That?s o...ay, I don?t needyou to talk, just listen. Your days of freedom are over. From now on you?llserve me and do what you?re told. I?ve missed you.? He let that sink in for amoment. ?Any questions????????????? Gwenhesitated. Clearly this man already knew she was awake, but she was stillscared to say anything. Her heart pounded in her ears as she began. She spent pretty much the whole journey bitching about not being allowed to eat or drink for twelve hours before the anesthetic, but she was pleased to be getting it done.Dad had debated about whether to stay in her room and wait; as we were all in his SUV, he ended up coming home to await the call from Carol.Dad paced the floor at home until the phone rang; he snatched it up, listened, and then sat down hard on the couch, white faced.Sis grabbed the phone from Dad’s limp hand, and identified. Priest holes.”She led the way to the attic. We’d been up there before, as it was laid out as a gym, even to the point of tatami for martial arts. At the far end, a row of cupboards which I knew contained an assortment of work-out clothing and ‘gi’s’ for martial arts. I had, in fact, worn one of the latter as Sally instructed me in the basics of unarmed combat. There was a locked cupboard which contained edged weapons and blunted practice weapons. Sally strode to one of the cupboards, opened the. You were speeding, running a red light, fleeing from the law, reckless driving.". He said in his deep voice.Then I turned around to face him and leaned back against the car, with my hands pressed flat on the hood. I asked him what could we handle the thing."We have a couple of choices here, Madam.". He said softly, staring at me.He looked down at my exposed leg, and then stepped forward until he was almost touching me. He put his hands on his hips and continued:"We can go down to the station.