Just this morning we were so happy. We never expected... this. Barbara shivered. She didn't know where Ian was; most likely in a similar room: windowless, with a locked door. He wouldn't be able to help her.
Don't be a silly goose, she told herself. No one has harmed you. Goodness knows you've been in far worse places. Medieval dungeons. Alien prisons.
The door creaked open. The man who entered studied her in a way that suggested years of experience in dealing with prisoners.
"I am Detective Inspector Barrett. I have some questions regarding the disappearance of Miss Susan Foreman."