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Date Posted: 07:52:36 12/24/05 Sat
Author: Jailynn
Subject:
For your soul
My love
I'd rip off the wings of a butterfly
For your soul...


She had gotten up that morning and slipped out of bed to take a quick shower and then say goodbye to him. It was obvious he was a little reluctant to let her go but she had argued that she couldn't go to work in the same clothes she had worn the day before or things would like even more suspicious and she promised to wear the dagged tucked into her knee high boots. So she had left there and gone home to pack a couple of bags of things she would need, clothes and other necessities and then dropped whiskey - the kitten - off at the nieghbors to have them watch her. Next she went to work and told them her mother was in the hospital and she would have to take a couple of weeks off to go help her out. They were understanding enough, especially after she promised to finish up the article she was writing that day and have it on the editors desk before she left that day. Throughout the course of the day she collected information on this guy that was after them and wrote many of it long hand, putting it into her notebook instead of her PDA just in case something happened to it or her. After a long nine hour day at work, she headed back out to her car, climbing in and flipping on the radio, happing to be out of the office and not feeling to bad considering all that was going on. Imagine her shock when an arm was snaked around her face, a piece of cloth pressed to her mouth to nose. The next thing she knew she was tied up to a bed in a seedy looking hotel room. Her blouse was ripped and there was some bruises on her chest, she could feel it. She everything from the waist down was still in tact though and she could only thank god for that. She tried jerking on the ropes but they won't budging and evantually she just struggled until exhaustion took over and she fell back asleep. What she didn't know though, was that after being tied up and roughed up a little bit, a picture had been taken and a note attached to it. Consider this a preview. was written on the note and there was another picture of the front of the hotel across the street from the one she was actually in - he wanted Dare to panic a bit. Both of this were slipped under Dare's door at around ten thirty that night...hours after she was supposed to be home.

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