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"Let ht for your voice to be heard," Fran said "Go plan so and you know it," Taf protested "Howard? Howard!" she called, but it was too late, and Peri stumbled, disoriented, when they shoved her intoworse, even as her feet treaded on hard floors and the sound of the people downstairs became loud

"Get her out of here," Fran repeated, her confidence irritating "And don’t take that hood off until she’s been drugged at least twenty asp when she was picked up in a fireh several hallways, the sound of the piano and people going faint This wasn’t the end of it Not by a long shot But as the elevator began to descend, Peri wondered how she’d ever get out of this

She was adrift and needed an anchor

CHAPTER

TWENTY-ONE

Knees to her chest, Peri leaned against the side of the panel van to stay upright as they took a corner She hated panel vans That she’d been shackled, drugged, and thrown into the back of one was not changing her opinion At least the bag was off her head They’d left the audio binder in, though, and theher ato the airport she’d noticed earlier And they knehat they were doing, too, seeing as the drug they’d hit her with an hour ago was a mild etting ping came fro to watch the two on Lady," the driver said "You answer it"

"It’s your phone," the other said, ducking when the driver s"

"Hit ain, and I’ll pound you," the second threatened even as he reached for it

There was a rough spot in the here a screw protruded, but it wasn’t enough to fray the plastic they’d bound her hands with, and Peri scooted to a new spot

"Yes,it down"

Peri froze when the phone beeped "What a control freak," the ar three"

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