*~Chapter Ten~*
A cool breeze had awakened Marty from the comfort of a sound sleep. She found that not only was an unsettling breeze filtering through the window next to her bed, but she had the distinct impression that she wasn't alone in the room - that she was being watched. "Who's there?" she cried out in the darkness.
As her eyes adjusted to the faint light streaming in from the partially open door, she was able to make out a figure standing over her bed. Todd! He was here! He had somehow managed to get in the house!
"Todd!" she said in a little gasp. Before she could get anymore out, he capped a hand over her mouth to keep her from screaming.
Images of being raped assaulted her. She remembered being held down. She remembered Todd's hot breath against her body. She struggled as she tried with all of her power to escape him. "Marty, stop," Todd insisted in a deep voice. "I'm not going to hurt you."
She stared up at him with wide, wounded eyes. "I'm only here for what belongs to me," he stated.
He slowly removed his hand from her mouth, waiting for her to speak. "Where is she? Where's Kayleigh?" Marty asked fearfully.
If anything happened to her little girl, her heart would break. Kayleigh was her world... her everything. She always had been. Her daughter was her salvation after having been brutalized. Kayleigh was ALL that mattered.
"She's safe," Todd promised. "The nanny I hired already put Kaleigh on my plane."
"No... no!" Marty cried out as she began to sob. "You're taking my little girl away! I knew it."
"I'm taking you, too," Todd stated.
He grabbed Marty in his steely grip and carried her away.