“You saw Jordan,” she said as we started to gather the dishes from the cabinets.
“Yes, she is here and hired some people to find you.”
“How did she know where I was?”
“She hired some good people. Jordan was lucky, she found a nice man in Atlanta who she married a few weeks ago.”
Suddenly, I saw something in her eyes that went totally wrong. Something I had said did not sit well with Ana and she was mad. I didn’t really know what it was that had set her off, but she totally freaked out on me.
“Who are you?” she asked me loudly.
I noticed both of the guards look over at us, and I tried to calm her down. But I suspected the drugs were clouding her mind and making it very difficult for her to think straight. It was probably hard for her to understand what I was saying because Jordan was last in their home country and Ana didn’t know that she had actually come to the United States.
“I’m Roxanne. Remember? You stayed at my apartment before.”
“Why are you talking to me? What do you want from me?” she continued to say loudly.
I wanted to keep talking with her, I wanted to explain everything so she knew we were trying to help her. But her mood swings were out of control and I couldn’t risk talking with her any longer.
“Never mind,” I said as I started to walk away.
Dealing with drug addicts had never been something I was good at. They were nice to you one minute and then when they realized you weren’t going to help them with more drugs, they became belligerent. I had to assume that was what was going on with Ana. In all the days she had stayed at my house, she hadn’t once gotten angry. I didn’t even think she was capable of being angry.
I walked away and made my way back down the hall to see how PJ was doing. She was in a difficult spot and Stephano was going to send for her after dinner, so we did need to find a moment to try and talk about her plan. Going upstairs with Stephano could be a good thing, but it was very likely that PJ would get stuck with him in his room and then she’d have to sleep with him or he’d beat her.
“If you stand over there, I don’t think the cameras can see you talking to me,” I said as I peeked my head into the bathroom.
“All right, but you will still be talking.”
“I know. But that’s all right. I have to get you ready for your big night with Stephano. Remember?”
“Should I just pretend to be sick or something? What do you think? When do you think the guys are going to come in here? My best bet is in the middle of the night when everyone’s asleep. So, that means I’m going to have to deal with Stephano.”
She was muttering and talking quickly and seemed really nervous. I would have been nervous too if Stephano said he wanted to sleep with me. I couldn’t imagine what PJ was thinking as we got ready to eat dinner.
“I think you should dissolve some of those pills into a drink and bring it upstairs with you. Try and pour it into his drink so he gets all drugged up and passes out,” I said as I thought about what easy access we had to all the drugs.
PJ didn’t seem to like that idea at all and I saw the wheels spinning in her head as she tried to decide a better plan. This was new territory for the both of us, but I really had thought PJ would have had a better idea than mine. She was the one who worked for the CIA. She had all the training.
“I really wish I had some guys,” she said as she held her glasses out and looked right into them.
“Can they see us through those?” I asked although I was pretty sure I already knew the answer.
“Yep, they can see us and hear us, but I have no way of hearing them.”
“Is Jackson mad at me? Tell him I’m sorry, I was just trying to help.”
“It’s not that helpful if I can’t talk to them. We still have no idea what is going on. But they can hear you as long as they still have the feed. But being on this island probably isn’t helping too much. I don’t know if they can even hear or see us right now. Hopefully, by nightfall, they will have a boat or something to get them close enough to see the video feed.”
PJ was right. They could see us, but we had no way of hearing them so it was pretty useless. I did feel a little more at ease knowing that Jackson was on the other end of those glasses. I knew that he would do whatever was necessary to keep us safe and that he was planning ou
r escape as we stood there.
“Okay, so there are two guards, one at the back door and one at the stairs. We can see the water from the back door. If you send us a signal at night we should be able to see it,” I said as I tried to think of what Jackson needed to know from us.
PJ just looked at me and smiled. She seemed a little impressed by my thinking.
“There are eleven girls down here and most will be really drugged up so we will need time to get them out,” she added.