The grip about her arm was a grip of steel and she knew safety did not lie in that direction.

She pulled back at the head of the stairs that led down to the kitchen.
"Where are you taking me ?" she asked.
"I am going to put you into safe custody," he said.

"On the whole I think it is best that the police take this matter in hand and I shall lock you into my wine cellar and go out in search of a policeman." The big wooden door opened, revealing a second door and this Kara unbolted.

She noticed that both doors were sheeted with steel, the outer on the inside, and the inner door on the outside.

She had no time to make any further observations for Kara thrust her into the darkness.