“No one is holding you hostage here, Ms. Mauricio. You’re free to leave, that is, until you sign the contract. After that you are my sexy little prisoner.”
“Oh, no thank you… I’m sorry. I misdialed.”
Bella Lisa disconnected the call. She took the gold key from Williamson’s outstretched hand.
“Ms. Mauricio, allow me to take you in my limo to wherever you wish to go.”
“No thanks, I’ll take the bus.”
Bella Lisa walked over to the elevator and inserted the key into the hole. She turned it, punched in the security code, pressed the down arrow and it lit up. She handed the key back and turned away from Williamson. He stood a few feet away and spoke to her back, quietly, and somewhat sadly.
“Regrettably, once you leave the deal is off. I’m not running a charity here. My lawyers will immedia
