Grace's voice 8thstreetlatinas crackled 8thstreetlatinas into her ear 8thstreetlatinas. "Gina. I need for you 8thstreetlatinas to meet me." She sounded tired. The poor kid was probably worn out from the roll and all that peace 8thstreetlatinas, love 8thstreetlatinas, unity and respect.

"Where the fuck 8thstreetlatinas are you then?" Gina asked, irritation levels on the rise. "I'm not very 1 8thstreetlatinas full minute thrilled about driving all over town looking for you. This wasn't part of the deal. And enter who's 'we'?"

But Grace was just standing there looking minute at her. "Grace?" She 8thstreetlatinas looked like she might topple over in a full light enter breeze. Something was very 1 8thstreetlatinas full minute wrong here. The 8thstreetlatinas guy 8thstreetlatinas was moving toward her minute, reaching in the window. "Hey." she barked, but something covered her face before she could say 8thstreetlatinas anything else. It was a cloth, and it 1 smelled really 8thstreetlatinas weird. He was pressing 1 it over her mouth and nose and holding her 8thstreetlatinas against the driver's seat 8thstreetlatinas with enter his forearm. She clawed at the air in front of the full steering wheel, gasping and screaming into the cloth. She couldn't reach anything with her 8thstreetlatinas hands. Couldn't 8thstreetlatinas wiggle out of his grasp. The enter sickly-sweet fumes were overpowering. The car 8thstreetlatinas interior 8thstreetlatinas spun lazily around her as minute a curious buzzing filled her ears. Her eyelids grew heavy 1 8thstreetlatinas full minute as anvils 8thstreetlatinas. As her 8thstreetlatinas head lolled to one full side, sleep rose full up to meet her.

Grace frowned. "When have you been in a 'jam like this'?"

A door opened then 8thstreetlatinas, and footsteps creaked toward them - an odd sound of shoes on plastic minute on wood. Grace strained to see 8thstreetlatinas who it was. Out of the corner of 8thstreetlatinas her 8thstreetlatinas eye, she saw Erik take 8thstreetlatinas a seat near them, sipping 1 8thstreetlatinas full minute coffee. He smelled like he had minute just stepped out of the shower. She felt Gina stiffen.

"How do minute you think 8thstreetlatinas, asshole?" Gina spat. Grace brightened 8thstreetlatinas at her sister's 8thstreetlatinas brass.

Erik just laughed at her and moved to the wall. He flicked 8thstreetlatinas a switch, and the room 8thstreetlatinas filled with tiny minute, colored lights. They flitted around them in a dizzying orbit. Grace 8thstreetlatinas heard Gina curse 8thstreetlatinas under her breath, and found herself unable to 1 look away 8thstreetlatinas from them.

"Uh-huh," Grace answered, her head knocking 8thstreetlatinas against Gina 1's.

She took a 8thstreetlatinas determined, measured breath 8thstreetlatinas. Found herself back 8thstreetlatinas inside 8thstreetlatinas Gina, where she belonged. And lowered her head under the 8thstreetlatinas torrent 8thstreetlatinas of light that sucked 8thstreetlatinas at 8thstreetlatinas her, through her eyes. Her sister was unable to help herself. She had to make it 1 8thstreetlatinas full minute through this 1 8thstreetlatinas full minute for both of minute them.

She had her big sister 8thstreetlatinas between her legs. Grace was sitting on Gina's 8thstreetlatinas lap, pinning her to the seat. It 8thstreetlatinas felt unbelievable to swallow those tiny hips 8thstreetlatinas with 8thstreetlatinas her own, even though she was mortified minute to find 8thstreetlatinas herself touching her sibling like this. Erik was 8thstreetlatinas making her do more stuff 8thstreetlatinas, and if he kept sticking needles in 8thstreetlatinas her 8thstreetlatinas she'd probably be doing it with his 8thstreetlatinas dog, before long. There was absolutely 8thstreetlatinas no way she could resist touching 8thstreetlatinas or being touched full at this point. She knew 8thstreetlatinas she was helping Erik to break Gina down, but she couldn't stop. She hoped Big Sister minute would be stronger 8thstreetlatinas than her, so they could get away somehow.

Then Erik's enter hands dropped away from her 8thstreetlatinas sister's face. He 1 stepped around to Grace 8thstreetlatinas and lifted 1 her off of Gina's 8thstreetlatinas lap 8thstreetlatinas. Moved her to one side. She was 8thstreetlatinas so out of it that 1 8thstreetlatinas full minute he didn't even have to tell her to stay where she 8thstreetlatinas was - there wasn 8thstreetlatinas't a minute motivation left in 8thstreetlatinas her pretty head 8thstreetlatinas.

Now it was 1 8thstreetlatinas full minute Erik's turn to 8thstreetlatinas straddle Gina, but he didn 1't sit 1 8thstreetlatinas full minute down on her tiny lap; just stroked her 1 8thstreetlatinas full minute blonde pixie hair and murmured to 8thstreetlatinas her 1. Her eyes had 8thstreetlatinas closed 8thstreetlatinas again. He seemed to be trying to get her to stand up, but it looked like she had passed out 8thstreetlatinas. He 8thstreetlatinas took Gina's limp arms in each hand 8thstreetlatinas and gave an experimental tug. Nothing. Although the lights paralyzed her, Grace wanted desperately to check 8thstreetlatinas to see if her sister was 8thstreetlatinas breathing. Erik pulled her arms again, lifting her head up off the back of the chair, then lowered her 8thstreetlatinas. No response. Frowning minute, he knelt down and 8thstreetlatinas whispered 8thstreetlatinas something in her ear.

It was empty, nearly unfurnished, except 8thstreetlatinas for a desk near 8thstreetlatinas the bar that joined the dining room to the spotless kitchen. On the desk, near a flickering computer monitor, were some 8thstreetlatinas familiar items. Unthinking, Gina sprinted across the bare living room and snatched up her purse. Then she 8thstreetlatinas saw her driver's 1 8thstreetlatinas full minute license, next to Grace's 8thstreetlatinas, near a keyboard minute. Her eyes flicked to the screen and she saw their 1 8thstreetlatinas full minute addresses and phone numbers, neatly 1 entered into a database. Her unbearably quick breathing quickened. She reached a minute shaking finger out to the keyboard, trying 8thstreetlatinas to figure out the fastest way to erase the data, when she heard muffled noises from upstairs. She screamed 8thstreetlatinas, raked the rest of their stuff into her purse. Grabbed Grace's backpack and ran back to 8thstreetlatinas her confused 8thstreetlatinas sister. Then she spied the front door.

"Come on 8thstreetlatinas Grace, come 8thstreetlatinas on." she shrieked, grabbing 8thstreetlatinas her sister's elbow 8thstreetlatinas and dragging her toward 8thstreetlatinas the big oak door. In a few strides enter, she was full frantically working the 8thstreetlatinas doorknob. It wouldn't turn. As she 8thstreetlatinas struggled in 1 vain to open minute the 8thstreetlatinas door, she heard a beep. The sound came from a cream-colored alarm panel on 8thstreetlatinas a nearby wall. The 8thstreetlatinas security 8thstreetlatinas system 1 8thstreetlatinas full minute wasn't there to keep burglars out; it was there 8thstreetlatinas to keep them 8thstreetlatinas in 8thstreetlatinas.

And the lamb lies down 8thstreetlatinas on Broadway 8thstreetlatinas.

The police were surprisingly fast. Mom showed up soon after enter, predictably hysterical. After awhile 8thstreetlatinas, Gina sent Grace home with 8thstreetlatinas Mom 8thstreetlatinas, then talked to the cops a bit longer. Before 1 8thstreetlatinas full minute long everyone was full gone, and she took a shower and minute changed into some things she kept in Seth's closet. Seth had pulled 8thstreetlatinas her 8thstreetlatinas into his lap and pressed a bourbon into her shaking fingers. He held her silently 8thstreetlatinas for awhile full, and minute she didn't cry 8thstreetlatinas. Just clung to him and sipped 8thstreetlatinas slowly. Then she 8thstreetlatinas asked him to take her to Sullivan's to 1 8thstreetlatinas full minute get her car minute. He'd protested, saying he could take a full friend and do it for her later, but she had insisted on it. The quicker she got 8thstreetlatinas her life as close as possible to 8thstreetlatinas the way it was before last night, the better 8thstreetlatinas.

They 8thstreetlatinas pulled 1 8thstreetlatinas full minute into the lot, next to 8thstreetlatinas Gina's little white car 8thstreetlatinas. There weren't many people here this time of the 8thstreetlatinas afternoon. The sun pounded 8thstreetlatinas the blacktop in the 8thstreetlatinas dirty parking lot, and the restaurant's air conditioner stuttered in the 8thstreetlatinas already oppressive June heat. Gina could smell a dumpster through the open window. As they stepped out of Seth's ride, her cell phone 1 8thstreetlatinas full minute rang. A piece of paper fluttered on enter the windshield of her 8thstreetlatinas car, trapped under a wiper 8thstreetlatinas blade. The humid breeze made it rattle 8thstreetlatinas softly. Absently, she handed the phone 8thstreetlatinas to Seth 8thstreetlatinas.

The paper on the 8thstreetlatinas windshield was plain and white. Folded. She slipped it out from 1 8thstreetlatinas full minute under the wiper.

She 8thstreetlatinas didn't answer, just raised her hand, the 1 8thstreetlatinas full minute note delicately held 8thstreetlatinas between two 8thstreetlatinas fingers. Seth took it from her 8thstreetlatinas. "'Don 1 8thstreetlatinas full minute't think you got away for good'," he read. "Oh. Sweetheart."