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unknown room filled with kidnappers and gang members bent on raping and murdering her.
     
                  But instead what she saw made her jaw drop.
     
                  She found herself in what looked like the most luxurious hotel room she had ever been in. The walls were painted a warm white with crown molding and trim. The room was spacious with high ceilings. A large crystal chandelier hung high above her, glittering and sparkling in all its glory.
     
                  A silk covered loveseat and armchair were at the far end of the room with a delicate table between them. Off to her right was a large vanity complete with lights and a velvety soft stool. A satin covered chaise bench stood at the foot of the bed.
     
                  The bed!
     
                  Looking down, Emma realized she was sitting in a soft pile of white covers and sheets that were thick and downy soft. Judging by its size, it had to be a king size mattress. Having slept on a twin bed all her life, Emma was sure she could roll around on this bed till next Tuesday.
     
                  But she didn’t want to roll around till next Tuesday when she wasn’t even sure where she was. Or even what day it was! This definitely wasn’t what she had expected to wake up to but it was nonetheless an unfamiliar environment.
     
                  Feeling her coordination return to her with every passing minute, she pulled the heavy covers off of her and scooted off the luxurious bed. With a soft thump, she landed on the thick white carpet below. Unable to help herself, Emma wiggled her toes, feeling the softness tickle her feet.
     
                  Taking in a deep breath, she headed towards the large door on the left that looked like the door out. Feeling steadier, she pulled the handle and walked out.
     
                  But instead of the hotel hallway, she bumped straight into a broad back. She cried out in surprise as she fell back a few steps, rubbing her nose from smacking it straight into a hard back.
     
                  “What the hell—!” a man grunted.
     
                  The back turned around and Emma saw that it was attached to a man with a long face and a broad nose. He didn’t look like the man from the sedan although her memories were hazy of that night.
     
                  The man studied her silently before raising his wrist to his mouth. “The acquisition is awake,” he said quietly into his wrist. “Repeat, acquisition is awake.”
     
                  Emma stared at him. Acquisition? Who? Her?
     
                  “Where—”
     
                  But before she could finish, the man put up a finger as he listened to his earpiece intently. Nodding at whatever was said, he grabbed Emma by her upper arm and pulled her out of the room.
     
                  “Hey!” she cried out trying to jerk herself free. “Let me go! Where am I? Where are we going?”
     
                  As the man silently pulled her down the hallway, Emma noticed they weren’t inside a hotel. It was instead some kind of opulent mansion. The ceilings rose and domed above her. The wide hallways were lined in an ashy gray hardwood that looked expensive and modern.
     
                  The man eventually led her down a grand staircase that had wrought iron rails on either side.
     
                  “Where am I?” she asked again, still futilely fighting against the man’s strong grip. “Where are you taking me?”
     
                  “Office,” the man finally answered in a curt voice.
     
                  “Office?” Emma echoed as she was dragged across the huge first floor foyer. She was led down another wide hallway.
     
                  The man stopped at the first door to his right. He gave two