Chapter Four
The ride was relatively short. When we stopped, the trunk lid opened. Thank God it was Leanne.
‘Can you get out?’ she asked.
‘I don’t know. Maybe, but I might need a little help.’
She swung my feet around and lifted me up enough so I could get out. Finally, we made it in the house and upstairs to the bedrooms.
‘Turn around and I’ll remove your cuffs’
When I did, she hesitated. ‘We have a problem.’
‘What do you mean?’
‘The cuffs have a lock that takes an entirely different key. I’ve never seen one like it. I can’t open them.’
‘So, what are we going to do?’
‘I’ll get in touch with André later in the morning.’
‘But….’
‘I’m sorry, but we certainly can’t call him at four o’clock. Come on, let’s get you cleaned up.’
When we got into the bathroom, she suggested I sit on
