Most every woman has enough of the Power within her to command and force her will on men. A few women have much more of the Power. And woe to any man ...ho offends, or, heaven forbid, actually injures a woman. And double woe to rapists.Rapists. A few men still get the urge to physically assault women, or even to... to force sex upon them. These men somehow manage to find victims. There are still a very few women out there either deficient in the Power or lacking in the will to use it. But the. 'Lets go', and we started to descend the building, I leading the way and taking my time in doing so, casually chatting, praying for a door to open and catch us.My mobile rang and both of us almost jumped from our skins, she panicked as it made so much noise in the confined space.I listened and just said 'Whenever' and hung-up. 'Who was that' Joanne queried, 'My Grandfather', I retorted, as we continued descending the stairs, to be confronted by an old man, standing at his open door.Joanne. It was strange seeing the room with its makeup off. He remembered when the alcove had housed a beautiful marble statue adorned with gold and silver, an effigy of one of the gods. Which one of them had been in Bella’s room? The Lover? The Traveler? He was pretty sure the Gardener and the Harvester had been on the other side of the lounge. It had been too long, he didn’t remember.There was something very amusing to him about a church becoming a brothel. When he’d come back to this island, that. “I hate you! Just leave me here, I’d rather be with the fucking bears than spend the night with you!”“No.”“Kill yourself!”“I don’t want to hear it Morgan.”“Then I will KILL YOU!” she yelled, jerking in his arms again.“You will stay with me tonight, we can talk about your concerns tomorrow. If you behave for once in your fucking life,” he lied. He wasn’t going to listen to any of her ridiculous demands, as soon as she was safely locked in his house he would make that clear to her.She struggled.