She’d decided, after her breakfast at Beenie’s, to tell Bigend that she’d been held captive, albeit very gently and politely, between leaving Bobby’s place and being returned there. It was a scenario that the old man had provided, without intending to; it was what he’d said they’d do if she were unable to accept his terms. Blindfolded, turned over to an unknown third party, and held at an unknown location until Garreth had returned to take her back to Bobby’s. No idea what they had done, that night. Since Bobby didn’t know exactly what they had done either, and since he hadn’t been privy to her agreement with the old man, she didn’t have to worry about him telling Bigend she was lying. And lying about this to Bigend was something she’d decided she just had to do.