"See this, dolly," he spat at her in his thick eastern accent. "I hope I don't have to use it too much. Max said you might be a little hesitant to pla...y my kinda games."Ann quivered in the chair, too frightened to move in spite of the inhibition-killing effect of the hashish. She knew she had to act the parts they desired or Max, behind the mirror, would never start the clock and she just had to get it going again and end this horrible ordeal before she lost her mind."Get on the floor and crawl. That can't be a coincidence either and it's strange the way all of these different things are suddenly coming together and that they all lead back to this MacGovern character. It's definitely time that I looked at MacGovern a little bit closer." he thought to himself.Before heading back to Tulliallan, Drew made his way to his own Chief Superintendent's office and knocked on the door."Come in."Drew opened the door and entered to find Chief Superintendent Hugh Graham almost buried under tray. "At least we sold that damned wooden Indian," he remarked as he turned off the signs and enabled the burglar alarm.Annie slipped on her coat and they descended the stairs from the apartment to the parking lot. "I have a laundry list of things you and I have to do," he said. "Not least of which is getting you a learner's permit so you can drive." I can't wait." she said as she fastened her seat belt.Hollis grasped and squeezed her bare knee. "You still wear that kilt." It's timeless," she. “Oh yes. My new toy.” Mary looked up at the man, who stood over her by at least 4 inches. Licking her lips, his eyes followed the action, his stare intense. “This one vibrates. Can’t wait to try it out with my friend.” Nodding over her shoulder at Kim. The delivery man cast his gaze over Mary’s shoulder too.“Hmmm. Would you, ah, need any help? I’m pretty handy. I’m Brindle by the way.” Brindle leaned with one arm over his head, against the doorframe. His presence covered Mary, already doing.