It's only an old one that I won't use in the lab any more." I donned the coat and seeing Jean's troubled face and reading her thoughts I went on, "Jea...? You look worried. If it's over what we did yesterday, don't be. I enjoyed what we did and I think you did too. I doubt if either of us will blab about it. It's something that happened, something we'll both remember but it is not going to be the start of a permanent relationship. If it happens again, fine, if not we still have the memories.. Her shivering intensified. At least the darkness of the room was varied. Now she was cuffed to the bed and blindfolded, her eyes hurting from the pressure. Now she was blind, helpless and completely under his control. Donna started crying again. Her tears soaked the blindfold. Loud sobs ripped through her. She tried to keep them down but she was barely in control of her own lungs and throat. She was pleading.“please… God… please… please… just take what you want, please, just take what you want. We moved slowly down the rutted lane, past the bodies of the three men who had attacked us at sundown. She kept her eyes up, straight ahead, as I noted my handiwork, my very efficient killing, no wasted motions or powder.My tired horse had finally gone lame, and I was trudging along afoot when she stopped her light wagon and offered me a ride to the next village. She was carrying a load of small kegs, whisky I assumed from the smell. She was a big-boned, long-legged woman wearing dark, heavy. Delilah turned and whispered to Gary, and one agent’s hand neared his holster. Realizing he couldn’t afford to delay, Evens acted. Drawing his service pistol, he took a shooter’s stance, aiming at his partner. “Freeze, Jonathon!”“What the hell are you doing?” Buddy, the other agent, yelled.The people sitting in the two helicopters froze, not sure what was happening. Realizing Frank wasn’t covering him and the situation was out of control, Buddy pulled his own gun, aiming at his co-agent..