“I THINK SHE’S AWAKE.” Jonathan listened at the bedroom door thirty minutes later as Neumann held his breath. “Time to see the magic of Jonathan’s Web in person.” He eased the door open, heart pounding with anticipation.
Dee lay calm on the bed, staring at the abstract painting of a waterfall. She jerked when she saw the two men.
Jonathan braced himself in case she threw something again.
Instead, the biggest smile he’d ever seen spread across her lips.
“Jonathan.” She swung her legs over the bed, giggling. “What’s this silly game you’re playing?” She wiggled her bounded wrist. “Let me out of the cuffs.”
Jonathan glanced at Neumann who raised a sparse, gray eyebrow.
Dee jiggled as if she were a child waiting for a Christmas gift. “What are you up to?” She wagged her finger at him. “Yo
