. Witch? Maggie?" Mallory's voice came to Maggie'sears, but she didn't turn around. She left the small bar where she wasplaying, yanking the "Under tw...enty-one" wristband off at the door, andthrowing it to the ground.What did it mean? Why had so many things gone right, to fall apartcompletely at the very end?Instead of walking back to her dorm room, she walked across the campus,towards the small, well-maintained arboretum. The trees were dark, themoon the only light in the area, save the small. .. and Sergeant... ! God, she thought, her half-morbid, half-invigorated mind racing back and forth between the somber and the sensual, the ultimate realization finally fixing itself that Mark Keller would very, very soon again be her whole overwhelming world!C-Could they find it together? Now, so much had happened during their separation! She loved him! There wasn't the slightest doubt in her mind about that... but... but love was many things, wasn't it? Could he... would he love her as that. Without paying any heed to my plight, she secures the wheelchair and me with straps to the ground. She puts the planks inside and disappears with the coat. The doors are thrown shut and I am engulfed by the dark. Without doubt she returns the coat to the penthouse so nothing would be missing. This is not an impulsive act but a well prepared and perceived plan to kidnap me. She returns after a short while. Next to my chair, she throws the false licence plates that were on the van while parked so. So finally my rate was clear to me 4,000/- As usual 2 cars came and both were picked within an hour time and I was left alone. After waiting for 15-20 minutes a black corolla came and stopped in front of the bus stop. A driver with a white uniform got down from the car and came towards me. My body became hot and started burning. The driver came and stood beside me and said “Do you have a matchbox?” “No, I don’t smoke” I said “Fine, then come with me” he said The driver went towards the backdoor.