After looking deeply inside my soul and thinking hard, I decided to quit my job in maritime platforms for good, go to the house that had been my home,...make peace with my mother and try to get her to fall in love with me, not small task. Great was my surprise when I got to what had been my parents home and found strangers living in it.I found out the name of their lawyer and through mine I got to know what had happened to my mother and where had she moved to. Her new mail address was in Clark. NOW!" she ordered sternly.Bria slipped under her covers, her eyes searching every corner of the room before Christy turned off the lights and picked up the remote to turn on the television. The first chords of the song Nobody Does It Better sounded until Chris turned down the television and picked up her notebook.Bria turned on her side, putting her back to the girl, facing the wall. She yawned tiredly, her eyes closing before nerves had them popping back up."Quit fighting it, Bria. You're. Her breaths came in ragged, tearing gasps and she was unable lift her arms, much less fight anymore. She was done. Mr. Cramer laid down next to her while she slowly recovered enough that he didn't have to watch her. Then he got up and released her wrists and ankles and put away the jump rope. As she laid there on her bed continuing to come back, he went and put the clothesline rope back where he found it, then came back to check on her again. By now, Amy had returned and her breathing was. This time, however, a "captive" of sorts was being kept in the main chamber.Freya lay on the furs of the bed. A simple, slim chain was wrapped around her right wrist with a small lock. The other end was secured to the bed frame. It was exactly like the one that was placed on Amanda when she had first arrived. Despite its apparent delicacy, it was quite resilient, and it stretched to allow access to the sanitary but nothing else.Roquan paused. Freya was nude, the only clothing she had come with.