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FEAR
Remote cabin, Yellowstone National Park
This time when Rafael slapped Jana’s face, she tasted salty wetness in her mouth.
“Coward,” she said. Then she spat blood onto the floor. “A coward ties up his victim, then acts as if he’s all-powerful.”
“Jarrah would have sliced you limb from limb by now. As it is, I have other interests.” He stood behind her chair and leaned over her, burying his face into her neck.
“Get off of me, you filthy prick!”
“Oh, but Miss Baker. Let’s get to know one another better. We are going to be very close.”
He walked around in front of her and picked up the antique knife and placed the blade against her cheek.
“You will learn to be more respectful.”
He wove the blade underneath her chin, then down to the top of her shoulder where it stopped, its ti
