Chapter Eight
Heating Element
Melanie took a deep breath as the door closed behind Jonathan. She looked down at the paper on the desk between her hands again. Nothing had magically changed on the document. It was a single page. Reading it, she saw that it gave broad and complete control to her agent, who would be Jonathan. Her head swam. Signing it would allow him to neatly close up her life, or as much of one as she had.
A pair of clicking sounds took Melanie’s attention away from the paper. Looking into the mirror before her, she saw the heating elements on the two towers behind her begin to softly glow red. She turned her attention to the bonds that held her in the seat. Trying to rotate her ankles in the tight straps that held them to the chair, she quickly discovered that there wa
