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As places to be held hostage went, a suite at the Sweet Mountain Lodge wasn't too shabby. Merry's hands were bound together with a zip tie and she wore a gag, even though the kidnappers had lowered it so she could talk to Will. Even though she was tied to an armchair, at least it was luxuriously cushioned and comfortable.
In fact, she had good memories of this chair. The last time she'd occupied it, Will's lap had been under her during the best "sit-down" interview ever.
Will.
Hearing his voice on the phone had changed everything. All her panic had vanished. She knew without an iota of doubt that Will would be coming for her.
Chase was in the chair next to hers, also tied up, and he couldn't stop apologizing. When he wasn't beating up on himself, he was yelling at the two men stand
