Mastering the Virgin Box Set Five: A BDSM Ménage Erotic Romance

Chapter 43

“How many?”

“Thirty-eight, sir. Twelve adult males, twenty-three adult females and the remainder are minors, but some of the ones we can speak to, that is, those who speak English, are reporting that there should be others….”

“Others?”

“Family connections mainly. Several report being separated from spouses and children. None of the children here appear to be children of any of these adults.”

Stanton rubs a palm across the back of his neck. “One of the oldest tactics in the book. Divide and conquer. Separate from friends and family. Isolate and weaken. And anyone who thinks of rebelling knows they have loved ones in a hostage situation.”

He looks down the long aisle to a small girl, perhaps seven or eight years old, her skin black as polished onyx and with huge liquid brown eyes. Now with a warm blanket wrapped around her shoulders, she is shaky and crying and has an open sore running around an ankle from where a steel manacle was recently removed. She’s crying but tries to talk in god-knows-what language to the female cop who is offering her soup.

Next to her, a woman, almond-eyed and golden-skinned, jabbers at the op cutting through her ankle cuffs. Desperation in her voice, tears in her eyes, she is frantically trying to communicate something….

Husband? Child?

Cardelli follows his gaze. “We’re trying to figure out what language she’s speaking, sir. So far as we can tell, we have people from at least a dozen different countries and that’s before we’ve identified place of origin of a lot of them.”

*****

 

Bech

Sitting at his desk, he reads the reports coming in, fury eating at him….

Fuck….

Another day and they’d have been shipped out….

Better be moving the others along before they get any more search teams down there….

A tap on his shoulder. “C’mon. It’s all leave cancelled. Every spare hand’s being called in to trawl those old tunnels. And don’t expect to be going home early for the next week”

“I was going to finish the report on the Vanderhoof robbery. I’ve still got a couple of hours before I’m done.”

“That’ll wait. Get your jacket.”

Fuck….

*****

The pressure doesn’t ease.

“When do you plan to retrieve them, Bech? The two women?”

“Unless you feel strongly otherwise sir, I was intending to give it some days. The police, the search teams…. They’ve even called in the military to help. They’re going through the underground of the City with a fine tooth comb.”

Klempner snarls. “So, what do you….?”

and everybody is on high alert right now, including the women. If we wait a

mess, Bech. Still…. At least we haven’t lost

pauses as his captain stiffens. Slit-eyed, “Bech,

“Sir….”

“Yes…?” he drawls.

I was in the process of having them moved from the old underground station. The Haswell woman must have told them

“Fuck! How many?”

“Thirty-eight sir.”

*****

 

Five Years Ago

from stirring the soup she is making. But without waiting

is my son sleeping on

Jenny colours up.

wedding. I was worried about you. There I was wondering if perhaps we should have the doctor look at you, and I come in early to find

Jenny’s eyes

slams open a side drawer which contains underclothes, a washbag and a towel. “…. All his things are down here. He is quite clearly not sleeping upstairs. What is it with you, Jennifer?” The woman stalks forward. “Still got all those ideas about university and books? Can’t you bring yourself to

advancing. “You hear me? You are

“What’s going on here? I heard the

woman that you brought into your house and who married my son, is making him

“Now come on. All couples have the occasional spat and it often ends up with one of them

the time,” spits Mrs Bennett. “Ask her if you don’t believe me.” She tosses her head at where Jenny, shaking and tearful stands, still with her

true,” says Mrs Collier soothingly.

Jenny hangs her head.

“Jenny? Is it true?”

to say. Doesn’t

lifts her chin with firm fingers. “Jenny, is this true? Chad sleeps downstairs? You and he don’t…. share

her

Collier steps back, sighing. “Oh,

tossing her head. “We’ll see about that. I’m not having my son made a fool of by some little girl

talk about it

Jenny’s voice

get an appointment with the doctor for you. He could see if there’s anything

wouldn’t make

what I can do to help you, Jenny,

*****

I’m so sorry

sorry, Chad. But you put me in this

takes her hand. “I couldn’t face telling my parents. I

other things with my life,” she sobs. “But I didn’t because I was trying to do the right thing. And now

won’t blurt it around. She’d be

father. And I bet he tells everyone. Then no-one thinks it’s his

“Yeah, you might

*****

 

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