Fears

"He thought that Master. He questioned my tying him down but let me. I guess the striptease was just too much for him to say no to. Then I saw it, the pure terror in his eyes as I held the gun against him. Then I watched as the terror turned to shock as I turned the gun on myself." She laughs, maybe she has gone crazy? Her eyes glance around, perhaps everything he did, the fact he was happy for them to kill her just sent her crazy?

"You're not going to get away with this Pet. How the hell could you think you did? You slept with him; your DNA is all over him!" Marcus stares at her, she's fucked up, shooting him fine, but sex? That leads straight back to her.

"I'm not stupid Marcus; I told them we slept together that afternoon. I told them he sent me out shopping. I have the proof of that as well. That he said, he needed time to speak to his lovely personal assistant about letting her go." Marcus looks at her confused.