Fragrance of Revenge (21 page)

Chapter 60

He wasn’t going to be asking
Stephen for any more money. His plans were focused on getting all of the Strong
fortune and Alexis was the means to that end.

That reminded him of how sore
his end was since Alexis was so mean to his body. I’ll remember all those
things you did to me, and return the favor. Despite all of his body pains the
memory of her beautiful body made it worthwhile.

Right now he wished he had
never asked for this additional money. Chris you are smarter than this. If you
get yourself killed you won’t have the opportunity to enjoy all the money and
more importantly Alexis.

It was now midnight. He hadn’t
seen any activity in this area for over fifteen minutes. Double checking around
his car and the station there wasn’t anyone around. He pulled the bulb out of
his overhead light and opened the car door. He walked across Columbus Avenue and headed quickly toward the station building.

There were some cars parked on Tremont Street, but nothing that caused him any concern. Once inside the station he jumped
up on the bench and felt for the money bag. His fingers hit on the bag and he
quickly pulled it out and jumped down from the bench. He wanted to get away
from this area as fast as he could. That is when he saw them.

Two white men were headed across
Tremont and were focused on him. They were surely out of place in this area of
the city and at this hour of the night, he wasn’t going to chance that they had
other business. They could also be plain clothes cops and he didn’t want to
answer any questions. He stepped out of the building and hustled around the
corner. They changed direction as well, and he knew they were after him.

There was no traffic to speak of
on Columbus Avenue and he made a dash for his car. He looked over his shoulder
and they were running across the street about fifty feet behind him. He quickly
unlocked the car, started it and put it in gear. The older of the two men
stepped right in front of his car but dove out of the way as he accelerated. If
they were cops, they wouldn’t have a cause to shoot, but he hunched himself
down just in case.

He was speeding down Columbus headed into downtown Boston, but wanted to be headed in the opposite direction.
He had the money, the men were not following him and Alexis was most likely
waiting for him.

Well, actually to put it more accurately,
she was anticipating his body’s return. The fact that his head was attached was
incidental. What if the doctor got free and he is waiting? What if they are
both waiting? He wondered if he could really pull off killing the Strong
family.

He reduced his speed to just over
the speed limit and was finally headed to the doctor’s house.
It occurred to
him that he had never examined the bag to see if the contents were really
money. He wasn’t going to stop to see and if the money wasn’t there…there was
nothing he could do about it.

Chapter 61

The gold Pontiac nearly ran Mike
down, but he dove out of the way. It all happened so fast I couldn’t believe
what Mike was trying to do.
Did he actually think the driver was going to
stop?
I ran over and helped Mike up.

“Mike, my God that was close. I
thought he was going to run right over you. Are you okay?”

He brushed off his pants. “I’m
okay, but my pride is a little tarnished. I had no idea he would actually try
to run me down. He’s more desperate than I thought. I got a good look at him,
despite the headlights. You must have gotten a good look at him too. Would you
recognize him again?”

“Mike, I recognized the car.
That’s the same ’63 Pontiac that was at the care facility. He must be one of
the staff. I doubt he’s headed back there.”

“You’re right there.”

“Mike, I know where he lives. It
was one of the addresses you gave me. Do you want to check that out?”

“What do we have to lose?”

*.*.*

Twenty minutes later we had made
two passes of that address with no signs of the gold Pontiac.

“Well Scott, do you have any other
ideas? Pretend I’m not here. What would you do next?”

“I say we wait here another few
minutes to give him time to get here. He might have taken extra time to lose us
if he thought he was being followed.”

“Okay.” Mike pulled into a parking
space and turned off the car and the lights. “And if he doesn’t show up, then
what?”

I thought of Mercedes’
kidnapping and wondered if I would ever see her again.
“We can catch the
next plane and head to Venezuela.”

“Worried about Mercedes?”

“Mike I know what it’s like to be
held a prisoner. Being held as a sex slave for Melanie’s pleasure is not a
pleasant memory. Mercedes is a much more valuable commodity than I was, and I’m
really concerned that I may never see her again, or worse.”

“I understand, I really do.
However, there’s no way we can be any help down there. We need to hope our
connection, or the FBI, will be able to find her before too much time goes by.”

“Mike, I was worried she was going
to get too close to Ralph, the other agent, but now I wish he was even closer.
Does that make any sense?”

“My money is on Mercedes.”

“Mike, would there be any chance
that she could come to work for our office and support our investigations?”

“That, Scott, is a very
interesting scenario. I’ll have to talk to Paddy about that.”

“That’s assuming she survives.”

“Scott she will.”

Surviving is one thing, but
being able to love again might be more difficult.
I realized I was
fingering my arrow scar.
What kind of emotional and/or physical scars was
Mercedes going to have after this? Somehow, I had to make this a heads’ up kind
of day. It could only improve, right?

“Mike, you had a second address
for the manager of the care facility. Maybe we should check that address…these
guys could be both involved in the extortion.”

“Much as I hate to say it…have you
thought of doing investigations in the future?”

“Not any more Mike.”

“Progress was made. I have the
address in my notebook. Scott, will you open the glove box and read me the
address under Adler.”

 
Chapter 62

“Agent Strong you are one of the
most beautiful women I have ever seen. Please sit on the bed.” She didn’t move.
“Do I have to remind you of how vulnerable your agent friend is? Good girl.”

He had seen her naked before and she
didn’t like his devouring gaze, and she liked it even less now. He still had
his boxers on, but it was obvious he was enjoying himself. “I take it captain
that you are the leader of the slave trade here in Venezuela?”

“My dear Mercedes, you give me
much too much credit. I am only connected with the business here in Maracaibo. I would not be physically able to sample the wares in all of Venezuela. However, I do enjoy the benefits connected with teaching these young ladies how
to respect their care takers. You saw for yourself how Ms. Helen learned how to
duplicate the punishment she received.”

“Why did you kill her sister?”

“I’m not a killer, I’m a lover.”

“Okay, then why did you have her
killed?”

“She was not learning her lessons
well at all. She was creating too much, how do you say, chaos within the girls.
Although she was tortured, she still was resisting our instructions. More was
to be gained by setting an example for the others. It worked, but it was a
waste of a fine body. However, yours is many degrees more exciting than hers.
The contrast of your red hair and your fair skin is intoxicating.”

It was obvious that his boxers
were the only thing separating them. She knew she had to keep him talking.

“Close your eyes Agent Strong.”
She did not. “Please close your eyes Agent Strong, I would hate to mar your
pretty body.” Her eyes closed but she jumped when his fingers reached out to
touch her where her thighs met. “Your country is foolish to let you come to a
country like ours. You my lovely lady are worth a king’s ransom.”

“How many other American women do
you have captive?”

“Would you like to trade answers
for services?”

She didn’t answer him.

“I thought not. However, we have
almost twenty women from your country and another fifty or so, from other
European countries. They have all signed contracts.” His hands left her body
and she heard him remove his boxers.

“What do you mean contracts?”

“I see what you are doing. You are
trying to keep me talking to prevent me from getting you excited. However, the
longer I take the more excited I will be.” His hands returned to her body.
“Okay. The women were all ‘rescued from their captors.’ The fee for their
rescue varies, but a value is put on it. A contract is established between them
and our organization…a business contract, which they sign willingly, and they
earn money for services to pay off their rescue amount.”

“So, Paula Scott wouldn’t sign the
contract. Is that correct?”

“You have beauty and brains, what
a lovely combination. However, I can’t fuck your brain. You are going to sign a
contract too. In fact, your contract will set a new record. You will be an old
lady before you earn enough to pay it in full. I am making an exception for
you, and the contract will be between you and me. You will be working at my
ranch.”

“Where is Mr. Damelio?”

“He is working on my ranch. He is
a skilled accountant and he keeps the books for the ladies.”

“Now for all this information you
owe me something in return. I’m sure you don’t want me to go to your agent
friend and remind you of how much pain he was enduring.”

She looked down her body and saw
Ralph in the other area, but he looked like he had passed out possibly from
blood loss. She knew what the captain wanted and it was only a matter of time
until she couldn’t delay him any longer. “You don’t need to punish him any
more, he’s suffered enough.”

“You sound like you have more than
a working relationship with him. Has he seen your lovely body? Has he made love
to you?”

“That is none of your business.”

“Then he has. Yes it does have
something to do with my business. If you are pure, then your rescue amount
should be worth more. If you are, let’s say experienced, your rescue amount
would not be worth that much. You certainly look very preserved to me.”

She smelled what she smelled
before, a combination of sweat and semen. It was turning her stomach. Other
than looking over to Ralph she had kept her eyes closed.

“You have a scent of Gardenia. It
is very intoxicating. I think we have talked long enough.”

She felt his hands on her breasts.

There was a crash against the door
to the room.

“Captain…I’m very sorry to disturb
you, but there are military vehicles at the entrance. We need to leave.” He
started to run out of the room.

“Wait. We need to take the women
with us,” Captain Chavez said.

“There’s no time. We need to
escape through the tunnel. They are ready to break the door in.” He ran out and
left the captain, who was fumbling with his clothes.

“You are a very lucky lady. Two
days in a row you have been rescued. I could kill you right now, but mark my
words, I will find a way to get you again…and next time I won’t waste time
talking.” He was semi-dressed and heading out the door. “You need to make sure
you are never alone again.”

She heard the loud banging and
hurried to get dressed. She heard loud yelling, but she was trying her best to
get Ralph untied from his restraints.

Three men ran into the room with
rifles drawn, saw her and pointed their guns down to the floor. One of the men
spoke. “You must be Agent Strong judging from your red hair, and this must be
Agent Reynolds. Is that correct?”

“Yes.” But she was shocked he knew
their names. “How did you find us?”

“You and I have friends in this
country. Do you know where his clothes are?”

“No.” She went over to the bed and
took the grey blanket and covered him. “This will have to do for now. He needs
to go to the hospital.”

“Do you?”

“I’ll go with him, but I don’t
need medical attention. Do you know where Agent Max Gordon is?”

“Who is he?”

She felt the hair on the back
of her neck stand up…who was her friend that got the military involved?

Chapter 63

He pulled his Pontiac into the
doctor’s driveway. The concern over whether there was money in the bag was put
to rest. There were hundred dollar bills in five neat stacks. He wouldn’t have
expected anything less from Stephen, but none the less he was glad the money
was there.

He walked up the driveway to the
front door and realized he had no way to enter. He contemplated ringing the
doorbell, but the door opened suddenly.

“Welcome home Chris,” Alexis said
as she moved away from the door. “Don’t you just love to come home to a naked
woman?”

He looked at her body and smiled
without answering.

“I see you brought a present. Did
you happen to bring anything to eat?” she said as she closed the door.

He remembered their last sex
session. “Not exactly.”

She ran up the stairs without
saying anything more.

He wondered what she had been
doing while he was picking up the money. When he got to the third floor bedroom
she was on the bed and had resumed her tied position. “It is even nicer to come
home to someone who is ready for sex.”

“You know that because?”

“I bet you’re wet.”

“You know that how?”

He went over to the bed and looked
at her body. He thought he had it already burned into his brain, but it was
obvious this was better than any memory. She had the ropes at her ankles pulled
tight around them, and one wrist was also tied tightly. He went around to the
far side of the bed. He put the bag down between her thighs and saw her smile.
He took his shirt off and undid his belt. “Close your eyes, I want to surprise
you.”

Her eyes went to the bulge in his
pants. “Somehow I’m not surprised by how excited you look.” Then she closed her
eyes and smiled.

He quickly grabbed her wrist and
pulled the rope around it and tightened it. “Now are you surprised?”

She pulled on all the ropes and
yelled, “Untie me now.”

“You’re the one who is not in
control any longer. I asked you if you were surprised.”

“Not only am I surprised, but I’m
pissed. Now untie me.”

He slipped his remaining clothes
off. Then he climbed onto the bed sitting on her thighs.

“Well at least you look more than
happy to see me tied up.”

“Yes, you can say I have been
thinking about finally getting you in this position. How does it feel to really
be a prisoner?”

She bounced her body on the bed
pulling on the ropes.

“It’s very hot up here. I can see
you’re starting to sweat.” He ran the back of his middle finger down between
her breasts and confirmed she was indeed sweating. His fingers continued down
past her navel and rested against her. He could see her rushed breathing.

Neither of them moved at all for
well over a minute. He saw her nipples confessing her excitement. He loved her
beauty and wondered if he would ever risk letting her go. He felt the heat
against his fingers, but had not moved them. Her eyes were tightly closed. He
lightly blew on her body. Her body lifted up off the mattress putting pressure
on his fingers.

He wanted her to want him as much
as he wanted her. He was learning how to play her body like it was a puppet. He
took his time and did the things he had only dreamed about, and returned some
of her favors. Despite her objections, he could tell she was enjoying his
attention.

He could smell Gardenia mixed with
the scent of her excitement. “What do you want Alexis?”

She didn’t answer, but he knew the
answer. She was breathing heavily and if her eyes were open she could plainly
see how much he wanted her.

“You’re not going to tell me, are
you?” She didn’t answer him and he just watched her breathing and movement
without touching her at all. Minutes passed and he felt he couldn’t resist her
any longer. He could plainly see that every pore of her body was hot for him
and he loved that he could control her.

He saw a bundle of money and
picked it up. It wasn’t a belt but it provided a comforting breeze until he let
it hit her body, and then another part. Minutes passed and he noticed she was
leaning up off the mattress to accept the blows.

“What do you want Alexis? Alexis
talk to me and tell me what you want. I know you love this, but I also know
what you want next.
Tell me
.”

Still no answer, but her breathing
was rushed and she wasn’t trying to hide it any longer. Her body was rising and
falling and rocking from side to side. Her arms and legs were pulling against
the restraints.

He threw the money on the floor
followed by the bag of money. He got off her thighs and stood beside the bed.
“Pleasant dreams Alexis. I have to go count the money now.”

She quickly shook her head back
and forth. Against his better judgment he untied her right wrist. Then he
watched for a minute and then it turned to two. Her body was covered in sweat,
but everything about it showed how super excited she was.

“Alexis, I changed my mind. What
do you want?”

She took a deep breath and moved
her hands to show him what she wanted him to do. He could tell it wasn’t about
him any longer and she had a mission at hand.

“Alexis stop.
Stop.”
However,
she didn’t and her movement increased. He grabbed her hand and quickly tied it
to the rope.

“You bastard,” she finally yelled.
She closed her eyes and he saw her rubbing her thighs together.

“Alexis, it’s okay. Tell me what
you want.” She didn’t answer, but she looked like she was in pain. He reached
out and touched her where he knew she wanted any fingers.

“You bastard.”

“I can stop if you would like me
to.”

“You bastard.” She was raising herself
to him. “No, I don’t want you to stop…please don’t stop.” She mumbled something
else, but he couldn’t understand what she said.

“Alexis, are you sure?”

He climbed onto her and her body answered
his question.

He wondered if he could ever
trust her to tie him up again. He considered whether it was more fulfilling
teasing her, or finally giving in to what his body needed. He thought about all
the things he had done.
Now it was he who couldn’t control his body any
longer.

“Chris, that was incredible. Now
untie me, it’s my turn.”