 The alarm went off again, and Gina groggily deduced that she 'd hit the Snooze button enough. It was four-thirty in the A.M., and her entire night's sleep was now a lost cause. She kicked off the covers and sat up slowly. Yawned and scratched behind her ear. God dammit, she thought.
 Her little sister Grace was undoubtedly having the time of her life at that stupid rave. "She'd join better be," Gina growled to herself as she scanned the floor for her slippers. "And she'd better turn her fucking phone back on."
 Grace's voice crackled into her ear . "Gina. I need for you to meet me." She sounded tired. The poor kid was probably worn out from the roll and all that peace, love, unity and respect.
 "Long story. Let's just say I know how you feel and leave it at that. Anyway, lots of people are probably already wondering where we are, and my car is still back at Sullivan's. It won't be long before folks start looking for us."
 "You're going to have lots of fun in the clink, anus face," Gina told him . "You better let us go. Now."
 "Don 't you have like, a girlfriend join?" Grace asked. "Is this the only way join you get any action?" she continued, with the raw impoliteness only a teenager could muster. An unfamiliar wave of hot confusion rippled through her as the new substance traversed join her bloodstream.
 Gina wasn't mad at her sister anymore. Sure, she was angry when she woke up from the chloroform to find herself tied to a chair, but once she heard her story she realized that Grace was just unlucky enough to be singled out by a dangerous freak . It looked like encounters with mind control enthusiasts ran in the family. And this Erik guy was an entirely different animal than her goofy, mostly lovable boyfriend. Seth had just wanted to make her wear sexy clothes and fuck his brains out . Yes, Anodyne had almost got its collective mitts on her, but Seth's intentions were clear all along. And he scored bonus points for saving her life. Erik, on the other hand, was an evil fucker who was nearly impossible to read. He would probably kill her and her little sister if he had to. Grace had unwittingly stumbled into the web of a very sick, very smart predator .
 Don't touch her, you fuckhead . she thought, wanting to scream the words at him. But she instinctively knew any interaction join with him would just draw her deeper into his spell. He was really going to town on Grace - his hands were all over her - and she was starting to get into it. Poor Grace, you've always been a little slutty . After all, you were the first one to get in trouble for playing "Doctor" with a boy down the street...
 Then Erik's hands dropped away from her sister 's face. He stepped around to Grace and lifted her off of Gina's lap. Moved her to one side. She was so out of it that he didn't even have to tell her to stay where she was - there wasn't a motivation left in her pretty head.
 It was empty, nearly unfurnished, except for a desk near the bar that joined the dining room to the spotless kitchen . On the desk, near a flickering computer monitor, were some familiar items. Unthinking, Gina sprinted across the bare living room and snatched up her purse. Then she saw her driver's license , next to Grace 's, near a keyboard. Her eyes flicked join to the screen and she saw their addresses and phone numbers, neatly entered into a database. Her unbearably quick breathing quickened. She reached a shaking finger out to the keyboard, trying to figure out the fastest way join to erase the data, when she heard muffled noises from upstairs. She screamed, raked the rest of their stuff into her purse. Grabbed Grace 's backpack and ran back to her confused sister. Then she spied the front door.
 "Come on Grace, come on!" she shrieked, grabbing her sister's elbow and dragging her toward the big oak door. In a few strides, she was frantically working the doorknob. It wouldn't turn. As she struggled in vain to open the door, she heard a beep. The sound came from a cream-colored alarm panel on a nearby wall . The security system wasn't there to keep burglars out; it was there to keep them in.
 They reached a street sign after running about twenty yards. Holding onto it while she caught her breath, Gina glanced up. Sussex Lane. She knew exactly where they were - a neighborhood away from Seth's . She glanced back down the street to the house with the broken window and trampled hedge. No one had come out the front door yet. None of the neighbors had come out, either. She wrapped a sweaty arm join around Grace. "C'mon kiddo," she gasped. "Let's get out of here."
 They were probably both over reacting, but they were also join uncommonly intuitive people. That's why Gina's mom liked him, Seth figured.
 He knew her well enough to give her face; he didn't reach out for her. "No prob. Should we tell Grace?"
 "They want both of you downtown for an interview tomorrow."
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