“Next!” he snarled. Once registered, she was required to stay in a communal facility (read ‘jail’) until she accepted a contract from a bondsman. XXX Alicia was happy to leave, not even slightly interested in being owned by anyone. No one was interested in feeding her if she wasn’t pulling her weight, no matter how beautiful she was. Once again, she was a socialite in the power circle of government, even though she was only a lowly bond girl. Alicia thought as she pleaded with her captors. Later that night, he killed a bondsman and kidnapped a bond girl. “Take ’er into a clean cell!” he snarled at the other three guards. “I’m not a spy!” she confessed. It got totally dark shortly after she woke up, and she spent the night curled up against the driving rain and a fierce, cold wind. “First, we’re gonna stake ya in here, an’ then…” his grin widened.
