She thought of Devlin’s coarse, callous use of her, his repeated insults, his demeaning attitude. It seemed almost as if he had the key to her subconscious, knew just how to treat her to make her unhappy and submissive. There were few coincidences in life, and she realized that his name, Devlin, was appropriate for his character. He was a devil, cruel, callous and carnal. She wondered about the rumors of his underworld contacts and how much of it was true. Everything that had happened since she came into his office a week ago screamed that it was. And his threat tonight about a fate worse than jail, would he make a threat like that unless he had the ability to carry it out?
Anna had lain in the bed fitfully trying to let sleep overtake her for about half an hour before she heard footsteps
