"No Brady she isn't here."
Brady then realized he was handcuffed to the bed.
"What the hell is going on?"
"I have to protect you from that evil bitch."
Brady couldn't move. He felt like he'd been hit with a sledgehammer.
"Don't worry sweetheart the drug will soon wear off. I had no choice."
"Why are you doing this Lucas?"
"I'm protecting you."
Brady really wished he'd looked up Lucas since he had no idea that the guy was insane. He just wondered if he could click his heels without Lucas noticing.
To Be Cont.