Kidnapped in Dunvegan

15

I really did try to stay out of Adam's way and when he turned up at the picture gallery a number of times and observed silently how I ignored him, he gave up and went to the distillery. I felt relieved when he left the house and I no longer felt haunted by the feeling that he was close to me. I had felt a tingling sensation down my spine the entire time he was there. Now I could relax a bit and concentrate better on my work. Before I could continue working, I had to search for the brush I had thrown at Adam first.

When I had returned to the room after our brief interlude, I noticed that my clothes had disappeared. I assumed that Molly, the tireless fairy of this estate, had cleared them away.

I looked behind the desk and under my work things, but I couldn't find the brush. I went down on my knees and knelt under the desk, but there was no brush there either. While I was crouching underneath the table, I deliberated how I had thrown the brush and where it could have fallen. I crawled to the glass window behind Adam's work space, but it wasn't there either. Perhaps Molly had picked it up whilst cleaning, I would have to ask her. I couldn't carry on working without this brush. When I reemerged, my gaze met a bright pair of light blue silk panties that were lying on the table and hadn't been lying there before. Where had they come from all of a sudden?

I lifted them up. They weren't a pair of my panties, but the brush I was looking for was underneath. I looked around confused. I ran into the corridor, but there was nobody to be seen. Maybe Adam was back and was trying to annoy me. Just why did he think that rubbing it in by putting a pair of another woman's underwear on display was a good idea?

I felt a little uneasy. I shook my head and went down the stairs with somebody else's underwear in my hand. Adam wasn't there. Nobody seemed to be home. I called out to Molly and looked for Alfred and there was no answer. Where was everybody and where had these panties suddenly appeared from? Maybe one of Adam's playmates had left them there and Molly assumed they were mine, but why hadn't she put them in my room?

I walked around the wide staircase because I had heard noises from the basement. A quiet whimpering sound and then a moan. My heart froze in panic. Adam had only just slept with me and now he was getting it on with another woman in the basement? I wanted to turn around, run up the stairs and lock myself in my room, but something made me go back to the door.

"Are you looking for me?", I heard from behind me.

"Molly, there you are. I heard noises in the basement."

"In the basement? I don't think so. Nobody is down there. Maybe the noises came from our room." Molly pointed to the door next to the door of the basement. "Alfred sometimes watches the television a little too loudly. He is not the youngest after all."

I raised my eyebrows taken aback. It was possible that I had got it wrong. The doors were right next to each other, but was the old man watching porn films? I suppressed the bashful smile on my face. Poor Molly.

As Molly was still staring at me as if I had tried to snoop around, I decided to step away from the basement door, closed it and went out the front door to stretch my legs and to see if Adam's car was there.

It wasn't in the garage or in the driveway. Adam had gone out. Maybe Alfred was actually watching television. The old letch, I thought again. Behind me I could hear the sound of stones crunching under the car tires and I turned round. However, it wasn't Adam coming up behind me, it was the police. I waited in bewilderment until the car stopped right by of the front door. Four policemen got out of the car. Two younger men who looked at me smiling, a middle-aged woman with an amazing figure and a stocky older man who must have been around fifty.