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male voice on the other end of the phone said into Lalita's ear.
    "Greetings, Key," Lalita intoned back, deep in a hypnotic trance. The movements of her eyes stopped behind her lids as she sank further into a suggestive state.
    "Have you found out where the next meeting of the Security Council will be?"
    "Yes. They will meet in Detroit, Michigan on June 21st."
    "Detroit Michigan on June 21st," the man said to someone in the background.
    A woman's voice responded, "Detroit? I know a fabulous bondage club we can visit. David plays there quite often." The woman's voice got closer and dropped to a husky purr. "I'll wear my naughty puppy costume for you."
    The man made a hushing noise and said into the phone, "What are their plans?"
    Lalita's brow scrunched as she said, "I don't know. I couldn't access those files. The only email I was able to locate was a viewing of the fireworks with local American and Canadian politicians."
    In the background another man's voice said, "Rashid, we have what we need to enact our revenge. Give her the last order and say goodbye to our little pawn."
    Lalita's hands twitched as the man said, "You've done very well. I'm afraid our time together has come to an end. I'm going to leave you with a parting gift to make your stay in jail more memorable. Consider it payment for your father--that self-righteous bastard." The man chuckled and Lalita remained motionless in the sunlight. At the door, Mrs. Yazuka glanced at her watch repeatedly. "When you hear the word 'bitch' you will become aroused. That arousal will strengthen over time until it becomes an unbearable ache. You will do anything to find relief. Nothing is taboo. You will find pleasure in whatever your partner wants you to do. Masturbation will not satisfy your sexual cravings, only interaction with another person. Do you understand, Lock?"
    Lalita twitched as a car beeped out on the street. "Yes, I understand, Key." Hearing her words, Mrs. Yazuka hurried across the room.
    The man on the phone said, "Good girl. I look forward to hearing about the scandal of your behavior in prison. Lock, you will remember none of this conversation and awaken refreshed and relaxed."
    Mrs. Yazuka removed the hands-free device and jammed the phone back into a small slit in her yoga mat. Taking a seat, she slowed her breathing and wiped the sweat from her forehead with the edge of her arm. "Lalita, you're free as a bird," she said and watched Lalita carefully.
    Opening her eyes, Lalita smiled and stretched. "I love meditating. It's so refreshing."
    Smiling, Mrs. Yazuka said, "You did an excellent job with your breathing." Standing, she motioned to Lalita. "Now, let's go through some basic exercises and stretch you out after your workout."
    *
    Nodding, Lalita rolled the kinks out of her neck and sighed. The meditation with Mrs. Yazuka had been such a help with getting her past the assault she faced nine months ago. Before she started working with her, she had suffered from panic attacks that left her crying in her closet at least five days a week. Therapy hadn't helped and Lalita was afraid she would spend the rest of her life a prisoner of her fear. When the housekeeper had suggested Mrs. Yazuka, she had jumped at the chance to try anything that would stop the panic attacks.
    She didn't know what she would have done without Mrs. Yazuka's help.

Chapter Two
     
    Kent glanced out into the long hallway off the kitchen and ran a hand through his deep auburn brush cut. He sauntered back over to the kitchen counter where Asher constructed a turkey sandwich that was a work of art. The modern kitchen gleamed and the pale granite countertop sparkled in the subdued lighting.
    A much different environment than the battlefield in Asia where the men met seven years earlier.
    "Smooth move in the dojo today," Asher rumbled out in a low voice as he spread a hefty dose of mayonnaise on a thick slice of rye bread. "Why didn't you tweak those fantastic nipples of hers while you were at