CHAPTER 11
"Put your hands down, Dr. Kane, this is not a robbery and I have no desire to harm you, just do pot turn around!”
“What is this all about?" Martin asked, almost pleading. “What do you want from me?" Martin’s voice was quivering but his thoughts were clear. He listened closely to the voice and tried to analyze the words and tone to get a feel for who this might be. “Do we know each other?” he asked. “Is that why you won’t talk face to face?”
"I know you. Let us just leave it at that.”
The muffled voice seemed purposely disguised so no identity might be revealed. Martin tried to assess his captor. Male, female, young, old, nationality? There were no concrete clues.
He got his nerve up and started to turn around when an arm extended hard into his back. "Not knowing my iden
