"We didn't know if you wouldwake up." What going on, Mom?" There was that thin high-pitched voice again. Awave of emotion swept over me. I felt tears ...tream from my eyes. Why inthe hell was I crying? "What's wrong with my voice? Why do my arms lookfunny?"Mom looked away, as if she were afraid to answer."There is something wrong with me isn't there," I said, regaining controlas I brushed away my tears with a skinny forearm."Actually, there's nothing wrong with you," said a silver haired. The liquid was slightly bitter, but I drank it all.When I was done she took the glass from my hand."You have just drank a type of sedative. This one has two purposes. Onemakes you slightly weaker. Since you are a male and compared to women,usually typically stronger, this evens it up. You'll find it hard toresist me because of this and it allows me easier control. The secondhas some hypnotic qualities. It makes you tend to follow orders more sothan normal, more open to suggestions."I did begin. "Scream and you're dead," he snarled holding his knife to her neck."P-please," she begged, but her voice caught in her throat.With his knife still pressed against her throat he forced her to climb the stairs and into her own bedroom. With a powerful shove he pushed her onto her own bed. He followed her down, his knee pushed hard against her chest forcing all the air out of her lungs leaving her gasping for air. With his sharp knife he attacked her coat buttons cutting them off one by one.. Tasha and Niki were going over the itemised list of explosives that they had ordered to see if there was anything missing. Kay was sitting at the reception desk, busy making sure the on-line coverage of their most recent case was positive. Val and Maxine were just back from shopping and decided that they would bring Kay to help them try on their new outfits. Quick and Johnny meanwhile were relieving some of the tension that had built up in the last case. Johnny was in the gym, trying to beat up.