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police."
     
    "I have notified the authorities." He held up a small cell phone. "They will be awaiting us at my home."
     
    "Your home...?" I repeated stupidly.  Nice going, genius. Why not just parrot everything?
     
    He nodded in confirmation. "Yes. It's a very safe place. They wanted you to come to the station, but I didn't think it would be good for you to go in your current condition."
     
    "Well, you're right." I noticed that he'd pulled a blanket up over me. Was there anything he hadn't thought of? My purse was even sitting neatly in my lap.
     
    "Can you buckle yourself in?"
     
    I was going to nod, but thought better of it as my head gave an ominous internal thud and started pounding. "Y-yeah. I think I can manage." Though my fingers were trembling with the effort and my head was telling me to stop moving, I managed to grasp the buckle and guide it to my other side, fastening it securely. As soon as he was satisfied I was situated, my rescuer closed my door and strode to his own side, climbing in with ease. The car purred as he put it in gear, and I took the opportunity to look around some more.
     
    The interior of the car was very plush, and I could tell it was expensive, but beyond that I knew nothing. Cars were not my forte, although I could appreciate the comfort of the seat and enjoy the warmth emanating from it.
     
    "My name is Akihiko," he introduced, glancing briefly at me as he turned a corner and into main traffic. "Akihiko Tanaka."
     
    "Um...Kat. Saunders."
     
    His eyes were trained out the windshield as he nodded. "I wish we could have met under better circumstances, Miss Saunders."
     
    I winced as he turned another corner, my head still pounding. "Yeah. Guess I got lucky when you decided to drive up the road."
     
    "It seemed fated to happen," he agreed. For a while we sat in silence, and I watched the streets go by until I recognized the classier side of the city. Homes were opulent and had huge grounds, an expensive luxury in the city.  Oh, lovely... rich, hot, and courteous. I'm doomed.  This guy was so far up and beyond my league I shouldn't even have been breathing the same  air  as him, and yet here I was in his car riding to his house.
     
    Eventually we slowed to a stop outside an opulent mansion. Peaked roofs and sweeping corners gave it a slightly Asian feel, as did the raked rock garden out front. I stared in admiration as we pulled up to the gates, which slowly opened. An ambulance and a few police cars crowded around the front of the manor, lights flashing. Mr. Tanaka slowed to a stop at the least crowded spot just in front of a massive garage. The car fell silent, and he exited to help me gingerly out of my seat.
     
    Though I didn't want to seem like the quintessential damsel in distress, my head refused to cooperate. I felt exhausted, and just wanted to lie down somewhere. So it was in spite of my pride that I leaned heavily on him, trying to walk gingerly. He said nothing about my slow pace, and only seemed to want to help, for which I was grateful. I didn't need it rubbed in my face that I was acting absolutely pathetic.
     
    We were swarmed by the police on the way up to the main entrance. but Mr. Tanaka held up a hand. "Please, officers, why don't we all go inside and discuss things? I'd hate to have Miss Saunders stand out in the rain any longer than necessary."
     
    I was hustled inside, and barely had time to admire my surroundings before Mr. Tanaka placed me gently down on a sofa that I'm sure was worth more that I could make in a year. Two of the officers sat across from me on a velvet loveseat, one of them pulling out a pad. "Miss Saunders, was it?"
     
    I nodded in the affirmative before remembering I'd just had a huge bang on my head. Everything went fuzzy for a moment, and there was muffled roaring in my ears. A woman dressed in a blue paramedic uniform hurried in, opening a first aid kit and dabbing at my forehead with an antiseptic swab. The sting helped me focus