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Alexander Rivers yawned loudly after the taxi drove away, but quickly covered his mouth when he remembered he was in the presence of a young woman. His brief nap had almost let him forget that he was her captive. He was still aware of that fact, but he was preoccupied with what the puppy-eyed lady thought of him.

“Was I snoring?”

“Just a little,” she replied with a nod. “I hope you had a good rest.”