Bob clamped his hand down again, and whispered in her ear, �And don�t pretend you don�t know. I have your duty roster. I have your file. I know everything about you. So don�t try to lie to me, because I�ll know.� He lifted his hand slowly, when he was sure Diane was subdued enough to stop the shouting.

�How�?�

�Don�t waste my time. Focus, Diane. Where the hell is he?�

Diane didn�t answer. Bob became enraged even more, and Diane was in shock. This beast looked like Bob, smelled like Bob, sounded like Bob, but Bob�s soul was definitely missing. She would have given her life�s fortune for just one wink.

Bob grabbed her roughly by the arm and pushed her out of the kitchen, through the living room, down the hallway, and into her bedroom. He threw her roughly onto the bed. From her new vantage point, his face looked hungry and evil. He undid his belt and the buttons on his pants. He looked like he had every expectation that she would lie still and watch him approach her, to climb on top of her, to violate her. Perhaps he had successfully intimidated other women in this way in the past. She sat still in spite of herself, watching in disbelief as he proceeded to free himself from his pants.

When he was exposed, she quickly kicked at his private parts, aiming directly for his scrotum. Apparently, others had tried this move in the past, and he was ready. He caught her foot with both hands and twisted it hard. She was surprised that her whole body responded to this painful move, and she found herself on her stomach in a second. Bob straddled her thighs, holding her in place. He grabbed her arms by the wrists, and held them both behind her back with his left hand. With his free right hand, he reached around her waist to loosen the button and zipper of her pants. Diane struggled to free herself, but Bob simply clamped down tighter and pinned her down. She was starting to panic.

Bob lay on top of her, placing his mouth by her left ear. He moved his pelvis around on her back side and whispered into her ear, �Querida, our evening ended so abruptly before. I spent a lot of money on you. You owe me this. Just relax. It will be fun. You�ll love this, baby.� He flicked his tongue around in her ear while he fiddled with her pants. She felt the bile rise from her stomach, and she couldn�t breathe with his full weight on top of her. He started moving more quickly, and she felt his ardor expanding. Diane wiggled her arms, trying desperately to free her wrists. Roughly, he yanked at her pants, scratching her hip with his fingernails.

Diane heard a dull thud, and Bob stopped moving. Bob let loose of her wrists and her thighs were suddenly free as he fell onto the bed beside her. Diane propelled herself off her bed so quickly that she looked like a puppeteer had yanked her strings to pull her to her feet. Next to her stood Harry Denby with Diane�s heavy antique coat rack in his hands, staring angrily at his victim. Diane ran and grabbed her phone, calling for backup from the precinct. She ran out to open the front door so the detectives could get in, and then returned to the room to help Denby stand guard over Bob.