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the whip again, and immediately her face exploded with pain as blood gushed from her nose and ears.
    Shrieking, she dropped to her knees. “Ga’rag—”
    “How dare you address me as an equal!”
    “Oh, God—” She covered her bloody face with her hands. “Forgive me, Overlord. Please don’t hurt him—”
    “Hurt him ? Worry about your self ! About your daughters—”
    “No! Don’t hurt them. Please! I’ll get the diary back. I promise.” Using her T-shirt to stem the flow of blood, she repeated unhappily, “I promise, Overlord. I’ll do whatever you ask. I don’t blame you for being angry, but please give me another chance. I need to get the diary back, and I will. I promise. But please don’t hurt him. It’s not necessary. Just tell me what to do. What to say. Please?”
    Ga’rag began to pace. “You are endangering the experiment. Have you forgotten that there are others? You are my favorite, but I can terminate this experiment and choose one of the other females at any time. And maybe I should. If he has read even one word—”
    “He hasn’t! He’d never do that.”
    “He took it, did he not?” Ga’rag stopped and eyed her intently. “Make your choice. His life or the lives of our daughters. I do not wish to destroy them—”
    “Stop threatening me!” Sara exhaled sharply. “You just said I’m your favorite. There’s a reason for that. I’m the strongest of your specimens. You’ve told me that a million times. You need me. Need to succeed with me. The future of your planet depends on it.”
    He was listening, so she continued briskly. “Clay Ryerson is madly in love with me. No way would he jeopardize that by invading my privacy. You should have heard him on the phone, Ga’rag. He feels so guilty for just touching the journal, he’s putty in my hands. Plus, he knows I could report him to the State Bar and he’d lose his license to practice law. He’ll be on his best behavior. Trust me.”
    Taking another, deeper breath, she added firmly, “There’s too much at stake for him to do anything other than just hand it back and apologize profusely.”
    Ga’rag hesitated. Then he suggested in a soft voice, “But if he has read it? You understand I will have no choice?”
    Sara’s stomach formed a knot, but she didn’t dare show weakness at this point. So she flashed a confident smile—the one she usually reserved for guys like Clay. Then she assured Ga’rag again, “Clay hasn’t read it. I’m sure of that. But if I’m wrong—if he’s read even one word—then yes. I understand what you have to do. And I won’t try to stop you. I promise.”

Chapter 3
     
     
    “You’re not listening! She’s great. Sweet and smart and fun. You make her sound like some sort of loser, Mark, and believe me, she’s not.”
    “She’s a married woman with three little kids. She used you for casual sex. Now she wants to go back to her husband, who presumably got stuck babysitting while she was picking up guys in bars.” Mark held up his hand to forestall Clay’s protests. “If you and she had been seeing each other for six months or a year, and then this came to light, I’d see why you’d be scrambling to salvage it. But it’s only been three weeks, stupid. I agree with Sara on this. You need to cut your losses and move on.”
    “I’ve never responded to a girl this way before,” Clay insisted, his tone brimming with a confidence he eagerly embraced. “Three weeks, three months, three years—it’s not about time. It’s about gut instinct.”
    “Fine. What does your gut tell you about her diary?”
    “Huh?”
    Mark sighed. “I was hoping we wouldn’t get into this, but face it, kid, her reaction isn’t normal. Sure, you should respect her privacy. Sure, there are probably some embarrassing facts or fantasies in there. But you said yourself she was in a panic about it. And earlier this morning, she was in a panic about a nosebleed. Lord only knows what this woman has been