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the shadows as he'd done. " Really, I can sense you brother.  Y ou might as well come out now unless it's a bloody fight you want. Piper here would probably be less scared and less effected if she left here un-bruised and untouched. But hey, it’s up to you."
    This man was crazy.
    "Francis, are you a doctor? Do you really know that Brian's fine, because he looks anything but." I tried to make my tone calm and level, accepting that this man was a lunatic.
    "Oh, I love how you same my name. Rolls off your tongue just lovely." He stood and started looking around again after winking suggestively at me. I shivered, and this time it wasn't from the cold. The man was good looking, but scary as hell.   "Those pearls you wear everyday are sexy as hell, too."
    Holy hell. How did he know I wore pearls every day ? Just how long has this freak been watching me?
    "It's cold out here.  W hy don't we go inside and warm up?"
    Again I stood, but this time he moved so fast I couldn't follow the movement when he suddenly stood directly in front of me. Nose to nose.
    "If you stand up again I will knock you out and chain you up in my quarters without you any the wiser. I'll lose Parker's trail and he won't be able to find you. Or help you."
    The soft voice used to threaten me was crystal clear, effectively shutting me up and I sat back down before my shaky legs gave out. The lump in my throat hard to swallow.
    "Parker," he all but growled under his breath. "You have sixty seconds. I'm growing tired of your procrastination." In the next moment he had a hold of my shoulders, shoved my head down to the side and licked the base of my neck.   I tried to cower away but he held me firmly in place. "Thirty seconds Parker, before I make a tasty meal out of her."
    Oh, God!
    Thirty, twenty nine ... I tried not to do the counting in my head but it was incredibly hard not to what with crazy Francis tasting my neck as if he were about to sink his teeth into it.
    Twenty, nineteen... no, no, please let Parker show up, or me pass out, have a heart attack, anything before he starts to eat me alive.
    Nine, Eight...
    "Parker!" I hysterically called out, hoping Francis wasn't as delusional as he seemed and that Parker would really come to my rescue. "Anybody! Pleas e! Please don't let him hurt me! " I begged, closing my eyes tightly, hoping I'd wake up from this nightmare at any time now.
    Two, One....
    M y eyes squeezed tighter on a wince when I felt a brush of air across the back of my neck. I'd never been the praying type but I found myself reciting some of the prayers I'd known as a child. My whole body clenched, awaiting the attack the psycho promised to deliver. When seconds ticked by and nothing happened , I peeked open my left eye while keeping my fists clenched down at my sides. That's when I noticed there was another noise other than the frantic thumping of my heart.
    Off to the other side of the roof was a blur of motion too quick for me to follow. Every once in a while I caught a glimpse of a hand or a face for a second, but it didn't look real. It looked like a cartoon where they'd draw crazy circles while the characters were in a fight until one of them gave up .  T hen the characters would both come out with black eyes and bruises all over their bodies.
    I blinked. It still looked the same and the grunting noise was coming from that vicinity, but it was just too confusing. Giving up at trying to analyze what I was seeing I focused more on the fact that Francis was no longer breathing down my neck and quickly ran over to Brian t o see if he was ok. He was laying unconscious when I bent down to check his pulse. Yep, still breathing.
    "Damnit, stop this so we can talk like civilized men!"
    My head flew up in search of where Francis' voice came from.   It had to have been coming from the blurred air.
    "Brian...Brian can you hear me?" I gave him a few light taps while whispering frantically in his ear. Nothing. He didn't even twitch.
    My next thought