He deigned let her live - for now. It happened so fast; one minute the trigger was under her chin and she knew death was near, the next he was dragging her across the room by her hair and back into the slowly dimming sunlight. He threw her to the floor and she fell, skidding on the hard concrete floor from the speed and force of it. Her knee was badly skinned but she was unable to feel it, charged by fear and adrenaline.<br/><br/>He ordered her to begin to undress. Shaking, she stood and began to unfasten the buttons of her blouse. Her hands trembled so badly that she found it difficult to do. When she had loosened the last button, she drew her hands up and opened the blouse, pulled it from her shoulders and let it fall to the floor behind her, pooling at her feet. She stood now in the white skirt of her suit and her pale pink lace bra. Sweat beaded on her cleavage as she stood with her breasts nearly exposed and the metallic taste of fear in her mouth.