"Thank you," he said, a little awkwardly. "Would you like a cup of tea?" Thank you, I'd love one, if I'm not interfering with your work." I'm supposed...to welcome visitors," he said, not quite sure how to treat the young woman."Then, I will be a visitor and have a cup of tea, and you can tell me all about Emily Jane. I know Jenni and Marty well, but I really don't know much about the barges."When they had their tea, he said, "would you mind sitting on deck to drink it? I'm expecting a delivery. Be careful withwhat you send."I sensed the traffic. Suddenly, my captor came in the room. John Rodgers had a shit eating grin on his face when He walked in."Well, now you know what some of the mods were. How do you like ourcomm. package?" I am impressed. How long have you been working on this?" "Well, that is classified, but, around 10 years." "Looks like you got it perfected." "Not quite, You will find, that after continued use, you will becomecomputer like in your responses. Only contact with. He says, ‘Lynne, now before I turn down this road, do you trust me?’ I replied ‘yes, but why would you ask such a question? Where are you taking me?’ He answers ‘There will be nothing for miles around and no one would hear or see us. No walking to the road if you needed help. We will be in the deep woods with no lights and complete darkness. So do you trust me?’ Again, I answer ‘Yes, I am not scared at all, I trust you.’ As we drove down this one road in all actuality, it was a dirt path that. Due to their jobs, the trip was their only way to spend any time with each other. “Wait,” he said to her. “We don’t need to carry our shopping bags with us all the time, do we? Let’s leave them in our room. Or better, let’s have a rest. We’ll hit the town later.” She took off her jacket as soon as she found herself in their cosy hotel room again and hung it on a hook. She could now admire his body, which she knew very well, while he was organizing the bags. So little time they had and so many.