Several weeks later, Evelyn was trying to relax and forget her alarming experience. But the theft's organizer had heard rumors that she'd reveal his identity, so he sent an operative to reason with her. When he arrived, Evelyn was lying on her bed in a tight chemise and white mules playing with her phone; moments later, she was squirming on her stomach in a cross- ankle hogtie and mouthing a knotted black gag. Released from the hogtie, the dark-haired beauty then sat against the bed's headboard and called Whitney at the hooded man's orders before he silenced her with cloth and duct-tape. Wh... Show more