Mm. She was the ringleader of my kidnapping. There were a few others who answered to her for the purposes of the endeavor.

[She laughs softly.]

I'm afraid most of them didn't quite know what to do with me, I think. I suppose for them it was the equivalent of being told to cart, I don't know, a highly-prized goat to a woodshed somewhere and watch over it until its owner came to fetch it.