I was batting a thousand, and as I watched his expressionless face, I could tell I'd hit a nerve, perhaps multiple nerves. He had expected me to simply roll over and obey his command as usual, but what he hadn't planned on was that without leverage, he had no bargaining chip to use in order to control me. That he would win in the end, I had no doubt, but I refused to make it easy for him. I'd done enough of that the last time I'd been his prisoner.