He reached across to a bedside cabinet and bought out a silk scarf, moving forward I felt him heavy on my chest as he straddled me and firmly tied my ...ands to the bed head,, breathing was a struggle with his full weight on top of me but still I didnt fight, I hadnt got the strength either physically or mentally. Just keep calm I said inside my head, lie still and let him do what he wants, and then when its over he will let you go. He climbed off me now and took a spreader bar from under the. Her arms were tied and the cloth hood put back over her.There was only the small opening for her mouth.She screamed the same questions but there were no answers.NOOOOO. Let me down. Oh please. Who is that ? What are they doing.Her arms were stretched over her head.My arms ache. My legs hurt.Why don’t they say anything. What are they going to do to me.Tied up spread-eagled she was helpless.OH NO NO. Joan feared what they were going to do. Now she was sure as the hands groped her.OH no. After much discussion, we set up a third safe house miles away from our home and any other people. We could reach it with our emergency car but would have to be careful. The road wasn't good. It was, literally, a cabin in the woods and hidden from everything. It had never been on the grid! We would have water, though cold, but no power. We had oil lamps, some clothing, and some freeze-pack food. We hoped to use it only in an emergency and only for a short time. We visited it only about once a. I had searched the house from top to bottom and found small stashes of cash everywhere! There had even been a ten-thousand-dollar bundle of new bills, still in the wrapper, hidden in a hollowed-out bible in his den.I had money to live on, not even counting the bank check in my pocket, so while I would have to find work eventually, it wasn’t an immediate priority. First, I needed time to think, to plan. I needed time away from that town and those people. I needed time to grieve for Becky.I.