them. If they prove not to be accomplices of the man their holding downstairs then I’ll mail them a nice big check to say thank you.”
“No! Don’t. They don’t need your money.” Maggie knew they would find a reward insulting, and she did not want to upset them. She still planned to return to them as soon as she could.
***
Maggie sat looking out into the garden. She felt caged here, her parents kept a constant eye on her since the kidnapping, and it was becoming more and more unbearable. Worse, when they were not with her they had employed a bodyguard to watch her every movement.
That was who was on duty now. Mitch. Big, broad and silent. Her parents had left him in charge while they went to the trial of Ted, the guy that kidnapped her. They had decided to keep Maggie away; she would only be attending on the days she needed to give her evidence.
The thing that was killing her was knowing that Aiden and Cyrus were there. At some point, they would be called to give their own evidence. There had been no contact between them, the prosecutor had done all the interviews and put the case together without her having much input.
Ridiculous really, but there it was. Apparently, her memory loss through most of her ordeal made her a fairly unreliable witness.
It all depended on witnesses at the club he had picked her up from, and the shop assistant who had called him when she went to use the phone. It turned out the phone number was her friend, Scarlet's. As soon as she got the message she had called Maggie’s parents, and they had alerted the police.
“Can I get you anything?”
Maggie turned. Right on time Mrs Fraser was checking up on her. “No thanks. Have you heard from my mom or dad yet?” she asked, although she knew it was too early.
“No, not yet Maggie. Why don’t I get you a nice cool drink? It’s so hot today.”
“Thank you, that would be nice,” she answered.
Her thoughts returned to the cold mountain days she had spent with her bears. She could almost sense the feel of their fur, and the touch of their skin against hers.
She sighed. They had ruined her when it came to men. No one could ever make her feel the way they had. Maggie knew she had to find a way to get back to them; this old life of hers was killing her spirit day by day.
“Here we go, dear.” Mrs Fraser placed the ice cold drink by the side of her. “Don’t worry, it will all be over before you know it and then you can go back to your old life.”
Maggie picked the glass up and took a sip. “That’s lovely, thank you. But tell me, Mrs Fraser, what if I don't want to go back to my old life?
“Then you have to find a way of making your new life work. I’ve known you for enough years to know you are capable of getting yourself out of any scrape. Your parents are just worried. You have to show them you can look after yourself. Or at least that those two men of yours can look after you.”
“Excuse me, Mrs Fraser!”
“Your mother was telling me how...intense they are. Big and strong. They would make good protectors of any woman. If she knew how to sell the deal to her parents.” Mrs Fraser winked at her, and then glanced up at Mitch who stood totally impassive. “You'll work it out.”
***
Maggie stood on the roadside, convinced she was in the right place. Her heart pounded, she was scared. However, there was no way back, she had to go forward, or regret it for the rest of her life. Because up there somewhere were her bears, and she had to find them.
“Here, we go,” she said out loud and then took her first steps into her new life.
“Take care. Let me know if you need anything. And let me know when you find them.”
She turned back towards the road. “Thanks Mom.” She went back and hugged her mom. “I’m so glad you understand.”
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