<strong>Madison~ God damn it!</strong>The damn fool was cheering her on! Madison screamed out in frustration. She had been dangling upside down for several long minutes and the rush of blood to her head was starting to take its toll. The net moved from side to side, collecting a cell phone and - is that an old pager? Wedding bands and a pair of hand cuffs went over the edge before the sewer monster began to lose focus. Moussad's words were lost on her, all she had heard was 'Promise.' Promise what? Unable to think of the words to say the slave flung the net up over the edge, the handle clattering on the grate several feet away. "No more," she muttered before tugging on the rope, her way of telling him she had had enough.