His arm caught me around the waist and panic spread through me. ‘Well that shouldn’t matter too much to you, Kira. You’re giving it to that ranc... hand.’ He grabbed my wrist as I wiggled out of his grasp. ‘Saw you two out on the porch. Whether I’m drunk or not, I’d think you would welcome the improvement,’ his tone was sickeningly sweet with a cruel edge to it. ‘Let me go, Willy!’ My hand whirled around and I struck him across the face. That only seemed to anger him. He still held onto my wrist. She tried to pull loose but her handswere forced together in front of her tummy. They were cuffing her left wristagain! When her arms were forced above her head, she knew they were lockingher up to the chain by the cuffs - she would be stuck in the middle of theroom! There was a sickening sound of clicking. Her hands were being pulledhigher until she was forced to stand on tiptoe to stop it hurting her wrists. She screamed at the sight of the knives. They were stripping her - the buttonsof her. I lifted her in my arms, carrying her into the house, to our bedroom where I gently set her down on the bed. She fumbled through her purse and handed me a tiny key."Take the shoes off, Bobby, please. They have not been off all weekend. My feet are killing me."I unfastened the tiny lock and undid the buckle. Her feet were swollen."Oh, migod, that hurts," she moaned as I pulled the left shoe off her. I started to massage her foot. "No. Get the other one off," she whimpered. When both shoes were. While you have tolerated that, Q, it strained my relationship with you beyond recognition. I regret that. It was an unfortunate byproduct of a promise I made. I still can’t talk because I’m still subject to that promise.” He looked at Suzie-Q yearningly.Her face was impassive. She said, “I’m sorry, too. You made a promise and thought too little of me and my brains or emotional stability to let me in. I’m over it. All I can say now is that I accept your apology. Good bye, Matt.” She slowly.