Lying on a big soft bed, Andrea sleeps well and deeply. She wakes only once in the middle of the night to sneeze. She was locked up in a dark, damp, and cold room. For three nights she woke shivering to hear the wind and wolves howling.
When she wakes in the morning, the radiant sun shines on her face and body, warming her. She rolls over and finds a hairy black head inches from her face. She sits up in shock and then looks down at Lucky.
“Lucky, why are you up here again?” she asks, pushing the dog off the bed.
In Lance’s absence, the dog seems to follow her everywhere she goes. Last night, she suspected that Leonie would try some sort of trick, so she went to the back parlor to get Lucky as insurance. After the two men tied her up and took photos, she went back to her room and went to
