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Harry’s fingers tightened on his gun "Lead the way"

It took nearly half an hour, and Olivia was quite sure her shoulders were both falling out of their sockets, but finally her fingers slipped under a piece of the knot and she was able to get it partially undone She paused, listening attentively-were those footsteps she’d heard?

She stretched out straight, assu the same position she’d held when her captor had left

But no, nothing There was no unclicking of locks, no opening of the door She squirmed herself back around until she could feel the knot at the back of her ankles again It was definitely smaller, but she still had work Lots of it She couldn’t be certain, but it felt like a double square Well, one and a half, now But if she could get the next section undone, she’d be…

She’d still be stuck

She let out a long sigh, deflating in body and spirit If it had taken her that long just to do one small part of the knot…

No, she berated herself She had to keep going If she could get the next two bits undone, then the rest ought to slip open with a little squirrit her teeth and got back to work Maybe this one would go faster now that she knehat she was doing She kne toback and forth, back and forth, trying to loosen the knot

Or one numb Surely the lack of pain would be to her benefit

She wedged…and wiggled…and wedged…and wiggled…and arched her back…and stretched…and rolled…and rolled back…

And lost her balance

She landed on the floor with a loud thue in the bindings around her ankles wasn’t noticeable as she listened for the clicks of the locks

But there was nothing

Could he not have heard her? It seeraceful; tie both her hands and her feet and she was a coawk Needless to say, she had not landed quietly

Maybe no one was out there She had assu in a chair outside her door, but truthfully, she had no idea why she thought that He certainly couldn’t have thought she ht escape, and Olivia was fairly certain that this section of the building was deserted The only footsteps she’d heard had been iray-haired man

She waited at her spot on the floor by the bed for another minute, just in case anyone came in, then shoved herself across the wood to the door, where she could peer underneath There was a sliver of space there, no more than three-quarters of an inch, and she couldn’t see htest bit better lit than her rooht see shadows, if there were any

And she didn’t think there were

So she wasn’t guarded This had to be a useful bit of inforiven her currently bound state, she wasn’t certain how And she really wasn’t certain how she ht maneuver herself back onto the bed She could try to prop herself up against one of the legs, but the table with the teapot was still blocking the one by the head of the bed, and-

The teapot!

A surge of exciteh her, and she literally flipped herself over in her haste to get back to the table From there it was a scoot, scoot, shove, and-