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Kelly wiped the tears from her face with her sleeve and hopelessly dropped her bound hands onto her lap. Her ankles were beginning to burn from the restraints, and her stomach growled with hunger. She winced again at her bruised cheek and refrained from making any facial movements to cause more pain.
The room was dark except for the limited amount of light coming through the tiny window, which displayed dancing grass reflecting against the sun. It was clear she was in the basement of some building or house, but where was the question. She couldn’t shake the thoughts of betrayal from Desmond and refused to believe he would allow anyone harm her. Could she really believe what Senator Dawring said? Did Desmond really call him to take her away? What involvement did he have with the senat
