As they drive out of town, Heather notices Andre looking over at her repeatedly. Although he is trying to be discrete, she notices him staring at her cleavage. When she finally catches his eye, he smiles at her. She smiles back, flattered by the attention but a little afraid.
"Don't worry, we take care of you here," Andre says quietly and rubs her leg. He leaves his hand on her leg, and Heather begins to wonder if that was a reassurance or threat. As her father tries to communicate with his new nurse in the back seat, Andre's hand slowly works its way up Heather's thigh. Her breath begins to grow shallow, with fear and anticipation, her arms bolt against her sides, until...
The car is pulled over at a roadside checkpoint. Andre pulls the car over and talks to a small gang of gun-toting Africans at the side of the road. The foreigners sit in helpless silence as the locals talk and exchange a laugh.
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