We had to crawl on our hands and knees through an opening on the wall. A collar was locked on my neck. A sex slave almost always wears a collar around...his or her neck. This would be the first of many collars I would wear this year. It was a standard adjustable iron collar with rings and the side and front. On the side was printed the address of this auction house. Next we had to crawl through a tunnel into the holding cage. We only admitted one at a time.The holding cage is a round room. The. "Why you doing this?" he asked."Let's say we have a mutual friend in Miami," I replied. "You coming?"He followed me out to the parking lot. The timing couldn't have been better. I didn't know the SBI would be rolling in when they did, but they drove up as we pull out of the parking lot in my truck."Now you are coming with me to be questioned in the death of Lucy Martinez," I said."Like hell," he said. I shouldn't have enjoyed shoving the .22mag revolver in his ribs but I did. I also pulled onto. It's also got a garage where we can keep the van and not leave it standing outside during the winter." We really ought to keep you on a lead," grinned Jane. "What else have you been up to without telling us?" Well I have put feelers out for a second van." Oh you have, have you?" Hush up, Jane. Give the girl a chance to explain herself. Being a married woman's probably gone to her head," laughed Molly.Becca wrinkled her nose at them both. "The thing is that you two as well as being team leaders. "Before we begin, I think we should both tell you that—" Before Kitty could finish I quieted her. "If you are going to admit to anything from your past, don't. All I want right now is you in the present moment. It doesn't matter what you may or may not have done. What matters is what we're going to be doing together," I assured her.When we finished that little sideline, Chalise turned to me once again and started what appeared to be a prepared speech. "We're going to get into position," she.