Judy struggled to loosen up the tape, but was having no such luck. She looked around the room for a sharp object, but nothing. She was finally convinced that there was no way out other than playing along with Charles' plan and hoping that could open up a chance to escape again.

"Knock, knock." Charles said peeking his head into the room. "I brought you some coffee from the diner. It's still nice and hot."

"Thanks Charles." Judy said sweetly. "Can you untie me so I can drink it?"

"Are you going to be a good girl?"

"Of course I will."

Charles hesitated at first, but Judy's sexy smile reassured him that she would be more than good. Charles took out a pocket knife and freed her hands. Judy picked up the cup and took several sips in a row being cafeful not to burn her tongue. Silence hit the room as Charles sat on the edge of the bed and watched Judy sip on her coffee.

"How did you find me?" Judy asked taking another sip.

"I had a friend do a little research on you."

"Was I easy to find?" she said with a smirk.

" Yes you were." Charles said moving closer to Judy. "You're all I've thought about since I went to jail."

"Charles, I've never had anybody love me as much as you do." Judy said seductively.

Charles rubbed the back of his hand against her cheek. "Oh, God you're a beautiful woman."

Charles moved in for a kiss. It was a simple, innocent kiss. Judy realized that her plan to earn his trust was working entirely too well. Charles ran his hand up her naked thigh. Judy, noticing where this was leading, gently pushed Charles away.

"So, what's your plan?" Judy asked.

"Waiting until midnight to sail off in the moonlight. Once we get into international waters, the cops won't be able to touch me."

"I'm a cop, you know."

"Well, you're the exception." Charles moved in and stole another kiss.

"Charles, what kind of life will we have in the Caymans?" Judy said pushing him away again.

"A wonderful life! With an honest marriage, beautiful kids..."

"Drug-free surroundings?" Judy interrupted.

"Well, not at first. I need to get back on my feet as soon as possible and that's the best way to do it. But yes, eventually."

"How long do you think it would take you to get back on your feet?"

"I dunno know, maybe two or three years." Charles was getting nervous with all the questions Judy asked. He decided to quickly end the conversation. "Wanna watch some TV with me?"

"Actually, may I use the bathroom?" Judy asked eyeing the front door of the motel room.

"Be my guest." Charles said politely.

Judy swung her feet to the floor, but realized they were still bound in tape.

"Would you mind?" she asked pointing to her feet.

Charles knelt down beside the bed to carefully cut the tape around her feet. "Thank you." Judy replied.

Charles began massaging her left foot and moved up her smooth leg.

"I really have to use the bathroom." Judy spurted out. Judy and Charles stood up simultaneously.

As Charles bent over to kiss the back of Judy's hand, she threw the hot coffee in Charles' face. He bounced back knocking over the TV as she opened the door to the motel room and fled. Charles stood in the doorway frantically screaming Judy's name across the parking lot as the sting from the coffee set in. After his vision returned, he darted after her.