He had no reason to lie to her now; as far as he knew, she was completely helpless and at his mercy. With that advantage, he believed he could compel her to do whatever he desired. Claire’s hand instinctively tightened around the handle of her dirk, ready to defend herself if necessary. In the dim light of the cave, she watched his face closely, aware of the flicker of indecision that crossed his features as he weighed his next move. He took a step toward her, his hand extended, but halted when he saw her flinch away.