On Your Knees, Don

thirsty for answers. Why did you kidnap me? Who are you? Why do you know so

ard me, and I maintain my ground. Fear is a luxury that I should avoid in this pressing, desperate situation. "It was your cheating boyfriend who h

unded, cocking my

o

av

hat matter. I think I can presume that at this point. I mean,

How does he know all that? "You are one of them," I remark, searching through his c

aiting for me to find her out there. To find and rescue her. I can't allow myself to become a captive of these goons. I should try to m

myself. I should try to help

now!" He warns, as if reading my mind. Well, that is the nature of criminals, right? They are sharp-witted jerks wh

d my gaze back to him. "Just let

y for anyone. Only when they witness the culprits wallowing in despair do criminals get thrilled

t your busi

uppress my need to speak, but I still can't let this man win. "You became my business the moment you fell in my arm

ng that I slipped out of them. That will be the first place they search for me. And they know that I have nowhere else to go but my house. Seems like I don'

w?" He startles me, sounding li

ividuals, particularly Daniel, who is a key player in my sister's and my case. I would love to know what more he knows.

s the best he can do if he can't answe my quest

w for complicating my already complicated situation. I should perhaps follow my mind and try to get a hold of the gun. Having him at gunpoint would sure

ant to die at this time. I

, where will you

nal. I will go where I would be right now if you did not catc

into hyster

hter again and wriggling his head incessantly as though I had just uttered the comical nonsense of the century. I have never felt the lev

ant to kill them all! Daniel and