Patrick sighed and tried to regain normal breathing. He had to come down from his high. He took in fresh air outside the car.<br/><br/>He heard a car engine start about 75 yards away but the car drove away, not closer.<br/><br/>Patrick paced, trying to come to grips with the enormity of what he had managed to pull off. Ice, in his car. Ice, cuffed and gagged. So well gagged that when she tried to scream, it was practically inaudible.<br/><br/>He swallowed hard and entered the car.<br/><br/>He looked at her in the mirror. Now she would finally get a glimpse of his face.<br/><br/>"You're safe now. This is for your own good, Ice. No more slimy dudes hitting on you. Now you'll be with someone who loves you for YOU. Not as an object. And soon you will love me as well and we're going to be so happy."<br/><br/>With that, Patrick started the car and slowly drove. He reached into her purse, found her phone, and threw it out the window.<br/><br/>"You won't need that anymore, Ice. I have a new phone for you at home. New number and everything. It's the latest iPhone. My number is preloaded as a contact. The ONLY contact. Your friends and family won't be able to contact you but that's fine. They would only come between us, Ice."<br/><br/>Patrick drove, occasionally looking at his bound and gagged "girlfriend" in the backseat.<br/><br/>"I'm Patrick, by the way. Funny that I love you and you love me but you don't know my name! Isn't love crazy?"