Desperate for Freedom

Darius glanced at his watch. Then he looked at Sloane and said, "It's a quarter past ten now. You have less than two hours to transfer the money to the card."

Sloane suddenly realized what Darius meant. He didn't want the cash or the check. He wanted a million dollars on that card.

"You can't do this to me!" she said.

"Yes, I can." Darius was suddenly in a good mood. His lips curled up.