He thinks about it. And baits another trap.

Frank poured a drink and had a shower, thinking about the caged girl. She and her fantasies were fun, but he really didn't want to keep her more than a few days at most. In the meantime, however, it would be interesting to see what he could make her do, and who he might make her do it with.

His thoughts passed on to other matters, and he ran through the women of what he was calling his harem, weighing and considering each in turn. They all had their appeal, but Megan's appearance had sharpened his taste for fresh meat. With a savage smile he prepared a plate of pastries and a flask of lemonade, all heavily drugged, before heading out the door. He whistled softly as he strolled up the street, making for the house he'd seen the teen girls enter.