I walk into the house. I was very surprised at how modern the house looked. I was still afraid of this man yet I seemed to not be able to voice all the questions that were bubbling in mind. He went into what seemed the butler’s pantry which then led to the kitchen. Juxtaposed to the kitchen was a dinning room and a living room. He went to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of water. He drank from it and then set it on the counter. He looked at me and held his hand out, as if telling me to go in the direction it was pointing. I walked into the living room as he followed me. I followed his suit as he sat down. He looked so calm, almost as calm as I felt at that moment. This was quite absurd since he did kidnap me, in a way I suppose. Maybe he had slipped something into my drink and I was under some sort of control. Or maybe it was mind control. And the reason I stood outside of my car for so long was because he was controlling my mind, and made sure I paid no attention to him entering my car. But as I thought them over they all seemed absurd.
We sat there in his living room for what seemed like ten to fifteen minutes, just staring at each other. I really did think he was controlling my mind, possibly even reading what I was thinking. But when he did speak, it was by far the last thing I ever thought he would say.
“Alexis Allen, my name is James Drake.” He said and continued at my surprise reaction, “Yes Ms. Allen, I know full well who you are. I have been following you for a few days now. I went into the bar to tell you my urgency in keeping you safe, but when I saw them, I just could not let them know I had found you. They would be furious at me and most likely kill you in front of me for the pure pleasure of enraging me. That is of course why I had ignored you when you came up to me. I could not let them know that I had contact with you. I am sure your devastated face had told them I knew nothing of you. But when you left the bar, which had caught me off guard. I wanted to follow you, but I knew they would be watching me just to make sure I had nothing to do with you. So I snuck out that back and hid in your car. I knew they would recognize my car following yours, and having been so close to them, I was not willing to risk that. I told you the directions to my home, only because I know they will not expect me here without my car.” He had stopped and had a soft barely noticeably smile tugging on his lips. “Little do they know, I placed a bomb on the car and when they try to get into the car, they will get blown up. Of course that would never actually kill them, but I am sure that would annoy them a great deal. I do hope they don’t realize you are with me though. They are good at finding the bait, but hardly ever smart enough to figure out my traps. You must believe me that they do wish you harm Ms. Allen and I have every intention of keeping you safe.”
