There was Miss Tiffany sitting in the middle of the floor, hands tied behind her back, feet tied together, blindfolded and a gag in her mouth.From wha...t he could observe from the window there was no one else in the one-room line cabin. Joe circled around it and saw a horse tied to a tree out back. He figured it was her horse but he was taking no chances.Coming to the front door, he opened it slowly and stepped inside, scanning the room - empty except for Trisha.It was at that moment, seeing her. ........................................................................ It was another late night. Like most nights, I was the last to leave the library. My Master’s thesis consumed my life, bringing me late nights and early mornings. It also left very little time for a social life, not like I had one. People seemed to avoid me. I wasn’t sure whether it was my intellect, my interest in ancient societies, or the morbid way I dressed that put people off, but I was almost always alone. I checked. "She's not here," said Rick, with relative calm."I can see that! Tell me where she's at!" growled Best, as he waved the gun at Ronnie. She and Laura were crying.Derek looked at the man. He knew this would not end well unless he did something. His own anxiety was making it hard to concentrate, but he made a concerted effort to calm himself. Then he tried to flood Best's brain with feelings of amusement in short intense spurts. He doubted that it would work, but he knew the side effect that he. I got out of bed to go to the head.Glen and I met our parents for breakfast. We talked about our plans for the day while we ate. I enjoyed the fresh fruit and warm Danish roll I selected. We drank coffee while Dad told Glen and me about the spa and the machines it had in it."Your father and I are going to do some shopping and then sit by the pool," Mom said. "What are you two going to do?" I want to check out the arcade. It looked like they have some cool games there," Glen said."I'm going with.