She was generally unavailable, and when she was, she was exhausted and wanted nothing more than to sleep. Since she wasn’t at his disposal anymore, ...and she couldn’t dote on him every spare moment she had, he grew antsy, and broke it off. Not that it was a great loss. The sex was mediocre at best-he was like a machine, the same thing EVERY time, and she could only get off on her own, so, like her job, what was the point really? Still, her vibrator wasn’t the same as a warm cock between her. “You okay, Mom?” she asked, grimacing at the feel of the soft, squishy tissue beneath her hands. “You find Talina?”Elaine nodded, then gulped down a lungful of air. “She’s fine.” Then she motioned for Terisa to get off their captive so she could return to her interrogation.It was nearly an hour later. The Arcadian was unconscious and Elaine sagged nearby, exhausted by her brain-draining efforts. She had a new appreciation of how easily a Praetor could suck images and information from a mind,. "Billy looked at Paul and said, "I was afraid it was you. I'm so sorry about your wife. She was nice to me and I tried to fight her. I was wrong."Paul's gaze stabbed Billy with pure horror. "Tell me you didn't have anything to do with Jamie's death, and I'll let you out of this room alive. Otherwise, I'll kill you with my bare hands."Jeff quickly stepped in front of Paul. "You even try to touch Billy, I'll break your arm. She just saved Sally's life. What the fuck's wrong with you?"Billy placed. Even worse was the wide leather strap buckled around her neck. She could turn her head slightly to the left or right though it was uncomfortable to do so. The leather collar choking her as well as abrading her skin. The only saving grace was at least he had left the sliding board pulled out to support her head and neck. How long had she been here? In this dark, sound proofed room, specifically designed to elicit fear with its dungeon motif. The only light, strategically placed candles held in.