As the old butler spoke continuously, Ned Mamet's memories slowly returned, and he remembered the ski resort, remembered Michael, the military jeep, and also the knife that was held at his carotid artery.
Finally, he slowly looked up at the video, seeing Audrey looking at him with slightly misty eyes.
"Audrey."
"Ned."
"Isn't this role-play?"
"No."
"You and Clive..."
"We're fine."
"Is it Michael, right? Is he using me, the old butler, Vicky and others to hold you hostage?"
Audrey didn't answer 'yes' or 'no', she simply asked, "How are you feeling?"
"Terrible." It felt like his hands and feet weren't his own. In hindsight, it would have been better to remain dizzy; at least unconscious, he wouldn't feel pain.
"Ned, hang in there a bit longer, Clive and I will definitely get you out."
"Rescue? Don't tell me Clive has to sign humiliating and concessionary terms?"
