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  Yelena twisted and contorted her body as the guards carried her upstairs to the second floor. Her fight was futile, as if she were a leaf caught in a hurricane’s whirlwinds.

  Guards opened a door at the end of the hall, shoved Yelena in, and slammed the door.

  Yelena regained her composure and looked around the room. She saw the room had a large queen-size bed with a pink canopy that matched the pink bedspread. A vanity with a large mirror was off to the side, and various makeups covered its surface. She turned her head and saw an adjoining small bathroom and a minuscule closet with several hangers that held lingerie.

  Yelena smiled when she saw the window, overlooking the backyard over the swimming pool. She spread the curtains back, revealing bars over the window. Her smile quickly turned upside down into a frown. Then she remembered the grenade.

  She pulled the grenade out of her bra and examined it. She was not quite sure how to use it, but she knew the bars would not present a problem.

  She hid the grenade inside a shoe in the closet, then investigated the bathroom and closet, searching for an exit out of this nightmare.

  As a last effort, Yelena quietly approached the door and turned the knob. Although the knob would turn, the door wouldn’t open. She was locked inside this room.

  Yelena sprawled over the bed lying face down, burying her face into a pillow. She began thinking how to escape.