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the other guests would emerge in a moment and give the alarm? Things like this just couldn't take place to people like her!
    Her attempt to wriggle out of the car was halted when the door was securely locked.
    Trapped in her blindness, unable to move her hands or feet, Sabrina could only sit huddled in the seat, waiting for whatever came next There was no sense in struggling now. She was helpless for the moment. All she could do was conserve her energy and pray for an opportunity to escape.
    What was her attacker doing, throwing her into her own car?
    In an instant she had her answer. She sensed the masculine body sliding into the driver's seat, heard the key as it was inserted in the ignition, and then the MG was moving almost sedately away from the curb. Sedately, she thought hysterically. She had been kidnapped by a man who could move with terrible efficiency, a blinding swiftness that rendered his victim defenseless in seconds. Yet he drove her sporty little car as if it were a placid station wagon.
    Stop it , she ordered herself silently. This is no time for hysteria. My God! Mother was right to worry. That man she had gone to see today, Jake Devlin, he had been right, too. For heaven's sake. Where was a bodyguard when you needed one?
    Chilled and shocked, Sabrina sat very still in the bucket seat. She had to think, had to keep her senses from succumbing completely to the fear which threatened to envelop her.
    The MG made its way down the twisting road which led out of the hills and back into the main downtown area. Under the guidance of its new driver the spirited car made the trip down in a far less enthusiastic fashion than it had climbed up earlier.
    Carefully, sedately, with due regard to anyone else who might be on the road, the MG descended.
    Sabrina was mentally trying to keep her bearings, waiting for the feeling of descent to slacken. As soon as they were down out of the hills, she would have a tough time discerning which direction they were headed. But a great deal could depend on her ability to keep some sense of direction, she reminded herself frantically. Then, before they had reached the bottom of the hillside, the MG slowed and was brought gently to a halt beside the road.
    Sabrina's breath refused to move out of her chest There was no reason to come to a halt here unless . . . She swallowed heavily, her pulse pounding with fear-induced adrenaline. Unless whoever was driving had decided to dispose of an unwanted passenger.
    No, that couldn't be the case. She was no good to anyone dead, surely? But the lunatic fringe which had sent the threatening notes to her mother's firm was just that, Sabrina thought grimly. Lunatic. Her only chance would be to talk. She might be able to convince them she was of more use alive if she could just get the gag out of her mouth.
    The MG came to a complete stop and the engine was switched off. Her body tight with fear, Sabrina waited for whatever came next
    She flinched as the strong, callused hand touched her head, and then the blindfold was pulled free. Sabrina's eyes flew open as she got her first look at her abductor,
    "You see how very, very easy it would be, Sabrina?" Jake Devlin lounged back against the door on the driver's side, one arm lazily draped along the curve of the steering wheel. With his other hand he did something to the gag, and it too fell away.
    Sabrina's soft mouth was half-open in stunned amazement as she absorbed the implications of her kidnapper's identity.
    "Devlin!" she managed in a hoarse whisper. "Devlin!" She made the name sound more like a curse, but that didn't seem to faze him. He sat shrouded in the darkness of the car, his hard face implacable and emotionless in the pale light of the moon. He was dressed as he had been earlier, in jeans and a dark knit shirt, except that, instead of being barefoot, he wore a pair of soft suede shoes that looked something like moccasins. Tonight he seemed a dangerous devil of a man, a natural part of the