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PROLOGUE
Profile #6
Name: Oldridge Peabody (a.k.a. The Collector)
Age: 53
Marital Status: Single
Net Worth: 1.2 Million Euro
Bio:
Kidnapper.
Enjoys creating fantasies which he forces onto his captives.
Unique Identifiers:
Teddy Bear hugging a heart, wrapped in barbed wire tattoo on left chest muscle. Rose tattoo on left wrist.
Enjoys role-playing, being in control, angers easily.
A large chandelier hung overhead, casting just enough light so that the guests gathered around the table could see their meals and one another. Throughout the room, shadows danced along the ancient stone walls, brought to life by the flickering candles lit for this special occasion.
Some might call the ambiance eerie, but Oldridge Peabody liked to think of it as intimate. Perfect for him and his fellow guests.
A large ten-seater dining table sat in the center of the room, covered in freshly pressed white linens made from the finest silks that France had to offer—only the best for his honored guests.
Tonight’s menu consisted of duck a l’orange, with creamed spinach and mushrooms and steamed veggies on the side. A simple yet elegant meal. Tonight, they were celebrating. They were welcoming the newest member to their close circle of friends.
“Would you like some more wine?” Oldridge asked the woman sitting to his left.
The woman’s eyes went wide as she glanced up at the young man sitting across from her. The young man nodded.
“Umm, yes, please,” the woman responded, voice quivering as she spoke.
Oldridge shook his head at the young woman.
“Come now, what sort of woman leaves it up to a man to give her permission to have some more wine? If you would like some more wine, I shall give you some more wine. You just need to open your damn mouth and say so,” he spat out.
That was the thing about Oldridge—his temperament could change in the blink of an eye.
