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Mallory Robinson and the Whambinis, Part 2 As Mallory worked to steady her breathing her eyes flickered to the mirror, the window being pounded by the driving rain, and to the floor. She saw her complexion was flush slightly. No surprise. All the effort to try and get out of these ropes. At least that was the rationalization in Mallory’s head. The other side of it, a stirring of heat at her core, didn’t bear thinking of. Ok, Counselor, get away from that line of thinking. Mallory thought, her breath and her heart racing for a different reason now. Think of something else...like how to get out of these ropes. With no way to measure time Mallory wasn’t sure how long she had been left bound and gagged in the attic. She briefly closed her eyes, remembering just what had led to her winding up in the attic of the red brick townhouse in Old Town Metro City… --- The Whambini Brothers, two out of work stage magicians who had turned to a life of crime. Namely elaborate but creative