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After breakfast, Warren showed Cody the clothes that had been purchased for him. They were hanging in the bedroom's huge walk-in closet. He also presented his new man with a toothbrush of his very own. He watched the young wrestler brush his teeth. Cody closed the bathroom door when he realized that he was being watched.
"So modest." Thought Warren as he chuckled.
When Rhodes came back into the bedroom, he saw that W had laid out clothes on the bed for him. There were a navy blue polo shirt; stone washed jeans, white socks, black briefs, and white tennis shoes.
"So, you are going to dress me too?" Asked Cody with a bit of an attitude.
"I was just trying to be nice. You can wear what you want. When you are dressed, I'd like to discuss something with you." W stepped out of the room.
Rhodes thought to himself, "Does he think I'm just going to play house with him? I seriously have to get out of here." The man was starting to trust him. Maybe he could slip away, or, as a last resort, overpower the guy. W wasn't holding a gun on him anymore. Maybe he could take him out with some wrestling moves.
When Cody was dressed, he walked into the sitting area where W was waiting for him. The man sat on the sofa, and patted the cushion next to him. Rhodes reluctantly sat beside the assassin.
Mr. Patrick put his arm around Cody's shoulders. "Honey I want you to understand something. I have to keep you safe. I'm in a rock and a hard place. I can't take you with me because you could be killed. But, sad to say, I think you'll try and leave when I go to take care of some important details. If you leave, you'll end up getting killed as well. What I'm trying to say baby, is that I have to tie you up again."
"No fuckin' way!" Cody sucker punched W in the nose and attempted to get off of the couch. Unfortunately, his captor grabbed his ankle causing Rhodes to fall face first across the couch. Then, horror of horrors, the killer sat on him. "Get off of me you fucking faggot!"
Warren's blood boiled then. He couldn't believe that his Cody could say something so cruel. He grabbed the wrestler's hair and pulled back until his captive cried out, then he pulled out his hand gun and pressed it to Cody's temple. "Oh so you're a bigot then love?" He asked menacingly. "Is that what you say to someone who saved your life?"
"Don't try to act like a hero! You gave me no choice! You were gonna kill me, if I refused you! It's not fair damn you!"
"You're right Cody it is not. But, life isn't fair is it? The fact is, I have to keep you safe. I'm sorry." With that, Warren pulled the syringe that he was carrying out of his pocket. He pushed it into Cody's neck. The struggling young man was soon unconscious. Warren picked him up, and carried him to the bedroom closet where he would be left bound and gagged for his own safety.