Chapter Thirteen
A Convenient Lie
Kate looked down on Marlow as he drew her right foot out to the matching leg of the chair. The duct tape made a loud tearing sound as he pulled it free of the roll. She watched as he slowly wrapped it around her calf, sealing it firmly against the wood of the chair.
Her helplessness was maddening. She was never out of control, not like this. But the straitjacket and leg irons robbed her of all of her options. But all she could do was watch as he coiled the tape around her. He tore the end of it when he was finished.
“You see, Marie,” Marlow spoke as he unlocked the cuffs from around Kate’s ankles and then drew her left foot over to its leg of the chair, “Officer Morgan here saw the smoke coming out of your methamphetamine lab while she was driving out
