Page 67 of Saltwater Promises
Lenny pushed her, but she stopped.
She cleared her throat. “Is there a bathroom in there?”
He hesitated. “Yeah.”
“Can I please use it?”
He sighed. “Fine.”
Once inside, he cut the tape around her wrists. “Don’t do anything stupid.”
She shook her head. “I won’t.”
She went into the bathroom, frantically trying to make a plan. What would Mike do in this situation? And when would her FBI training kick in? So far she’d just been in shock, feeling panicked.
It had been many moons since she trained at Quantico. Did they even recommend the same techniques anymore?
Probably not.
Then what? She flushed the toilet and made a show of turning on the faucet. There had to be something here – a telephone or a computer. She cursed herself for not having one of those cell phone watches. She could’ve called 911.
“You’re taking too long!” he yelled. “Speed it up!”
“I’m coming!”
After she emerged from the bathroom, he taped her wrists together again. The entire time, his phone wouldn’t stop ringing.
He sighed, clearly agitated. “Stay here. I need to take a call.”
She nodded, taking a seat on the couch. This would be a good time for her to look for some way to communicate. She’d burn the cabin down if she had to. Anything to get the attention of the outside world.
Lenny answered a call just as the door was shutting behind him, and Lynn caught the beginning of the conversation.
“Have you lost your mind, Gary? Why do you keep calling me?”
Lynn’s heart jumped in her chest.
Gary!
He was alive!
She hopped up from the couch, shuffling to the door and purposefully falling into the glass.
Lenny threw the door open. “What are you doing in there?”
“I saw a snake!” she yelled. “I don’t want to – ”
He barked “I’ll call you back” into the phone, then shoved it into his pocket. Lenny stooped down, roughly picking her up by her arm again.
“I saidstay put. Not stay put only if there are no snakes or cockroaches or bunnies. Do you understand?”
Oh, there was a cockroach all right.
She nodded, and he shoved her onto the couch.
Not ideal, but maybe Mike had heard her. The important thing was that he was still alive. If she stalled, he would find her. She knew it, she could feel it in her bones.
Stalling was something she could manage.
