Hi all. Blogger has made some updates (changes) to it's tool. I write everything in normal (proper) paragraphs, but I can no longer get that formatting when I post things. The blogger tool insists on adding spaces between every paragraph and other places and I can't find a way around it. I'm sorry about that, but you'll just have to read around the extra lines. I've noticed that it's lost all of my labels too. What fun! - Karen
By Karen Singer
Chapter 33 – The Raid – Part 1 of 2
It was six o’clock when Susan Wu brought the entire team together. The team that would back Carol up and rescue Brandy – if they found her. She looked around at the sixteen Chinese men. All heavily armed. Some had been in the Chinese army in the past, now, they were agents in the United States working for Wu Enterprises. This army alone would have been more than enough to rescue Brandy, but Susan knew that there was no way that Carol would be left behind. And with the way Carol worked, it was safer for these men to simply let Carol go in alone, and then back her up when she needed them…if she needed them.
“We’ve got some info on Alfonso,” Susan told the team. “At least, we think this is the man. It may not be, but the facts seem to fit. It took some digging, but we found someone who still lives in the area where Vince Beastman grew up, and he remembered that early on, Beastman had a friend in the area named Alfonso Letterman. But Alfonso was different than all the other kids. Despite being Beastman’s friend, he didn’t join any of the gangs. The man we spoke to only remembered that Alfonso was a dumb geek, as he called him. He didn’t know anything more than that.
“From there, we managed to track this Alfonso. He was unquestionably smarter than his street hoodlum friends. He went to college and did well, eventually getting degrees in both business and psychology. We discovered that Alfonso is currently in the process of getting his PHD in psychology right now.
“We don’t know where all the money for Alfonso’s education and everything else came from, but since he and Beastman seem to still be friends, it’s possible that Beastman himself may have financed some of Alfonso’s education, and possibly more. We do know that Beastman was highly successful in his criminal pursuits, and since they were friends, it is possible. We’re thinking that Alfonso and Beastman have worked together since childhood, Alfonso with his academic knowledge and Beastman with his criminal knowledge. Each drawing on the abilities of the others to rise up and put together something bigger and better than either one of them could manage alone.
“We’ve been trying to do a quick look into property ownings by Alfonso and we came up with a few, including a large tract of land up in the mountains in northern California. We don’t know, but this is where we suspect they may be keeping Brandy. That’s all just supposition since we have no proof yet that the Alfonso we’ve been looking into is this man. But as I said, it all seems to fit.
“At any rate, the girl that the pimp is going to hand over to these people will have a tracker implanted under her skin so we can stay back and simply follow them to their destination. Carol will lead the way. As you know, everyone else will follow further behind, ready to assist when needed.”
Susan asked for questions and got none. She turned to Carol, “Carol, it’s your show now.”
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Bryce was brutal. That much was easy for Carol to see. But she didn’t care. She understood the necessity of it sometimes. As programmed, Bryce had grabbed one of his prostitutes, bound her, and had taken her to a private meeting place where the girl was taken by Wu Enterprise people and had a tracker injected under the skin of her arm, so that even if she as stripped naked, they could still track her. After that, Carol had watched as her mother went over some of the instructions that had been given to him last night, making sure he would do everything required…which wasn’t much. From this point on, all he needed to do was to turn the girl over to the right people.
The Wu interrogators had questioned Bryce thoroughly last night and had learned much about the place they were going to. They had learned everything Bryce knew, but the one thing they wanted the most was the one thing he didn’t know, the location. That much even Bryce had no knowledge of, except that it had been a very long ride to get there.
On the chance that the large parcel of land that Alfonso owned up in Northern California was indeed where they were going, three vans full of the Wu agents had been dispatched to wait along the way. If the girl was brought in that direction, they would follow the van discretely, switching which van would be following first so there would be less chance of the people they would be following realizing it. Carol however, would follow the girl as close as she dared through the entire trip, letting the others know where she was going at all times. Of course, the Wu team had access to the tracker information as well.
A little before seven in the evening, Carol followed Bryce’s car from the warehouse to another warehouse in the same part of town. Staying back, she waited for another vehicle with the girl in it to leave. Five minutes after Bryce pulled into the warehouse, he left, Carol noted a different woman in the car with him this time. She paid no more attention to Bryce since he had been programmed to go straight back to the warehouse where her mother waited. Wu enterprise people would take both Bryce and the woman back to the mansion in Nevada.
Two minutes after Bryce had left, Carol saw a white cargo van leave the warehouse. The tracking chip signaled that it was moving. The app on Carol’s phone verified that the van was the vehicle she needed to follow. She allowed the van to turn the corner and get a good lead before she started following.
It took a while, but the van finally left the city and headed north on the Interstate highway. On the highway, Carol was easily able to stay well back from the van so they wouldn’t know they were being followed. She followed it north up Interstate 5 for hours, eventually passing San Francisco. The van stopped for gas and Carol stopped for gas at the same exit. Then the van got back on the road and headed north again. Every mile seemed to confirm for Carol that they were heading for the large tract of property they had found that Alfonso owned.
When the van left the Interstate in the small hours of the morning, Carol was close enough to it to easily follow. After a while, the roads began to grow even darker as there were fewer lights along the road. Still the van pressed on, going north and west, going up in elevation along the almost totally dark road now. Carol had studied the maps, so she had a vague idea of where they were. Still, it was a surprising sight to see the glow of light coming from the empty road ahead. She slowed down and approached. A large house appeared. Not a house, it looked more like a corporation had set up a company complex here. While the main building was well lit, she now noticed a few other buildings with lesser amounts of light coming from them.
Carol pulled her bike well off the road. She called her main contact with the Wu team that was following and gave them a description of what she could see. She put her phone away and checked all her weapons, screwing silencers onto both pistols. Keeping her motorcycle helmet on, she headed on foot in the direction of the complex of buildings, staying well away from the road. The night vision in the helmet was a good aid in helping her to see where she was going.
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Brandy couldn’t see anything that was happening, but the sound of several woman screaming brought her fully awake. In the timeless room, she never even wondered what time it was. Her ears heard the sound of women screaming even before the door behind her opened. The moment the women were brought into the room, the screaming grew to complete panic. It was a few moments before Brandy could guess that there were three women who had now been brought into her room. Three new women who had just been committed to hell. Three women who were about to completely lose their humanity. She felt sorry for them, but in her state, that’s all she could do. She was nothing herself. Nothing, and no one. Just an amusing decoration for men to use. Just two holes and nothing more. The women she was listening to were about to find out that they were going to be nothing more than furniture too. They were about to find out how little their world could really be.
It seemed to go on forever as Brandy listened to the sounds of the women being stripped naked and then locked into the cages. The screaming eventually became nothing but desperate sobbing as the brutal men locked them in. Sobbing that was altered by the ring gags locked into their mouths. And then Brandy heard the laughter from the men as they went about abusing those women in the worst ways possible, giving the women their first taste of their new reality.
There were no grand speeches this time explaining what their new lives would be. There was only the brutal abuse dished out by the men as they raped the women in ways they had never contemplated. And then the door opened, and the men left, and all that remained was the quiet sobbing of the women. Brandy closed her eyes. She could do nothing for them. She could do nothing for herself. She could do nothing – period. But then, she could do nothing, because she was nothing. Just two useless holes for men to use in whatever way they wanted.
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Carol knew there would be guards. Not only did it make sense, but Bryce had confirmed it in the interrogation. As Carol moved closer, she studied the landscape and the situation, and she made guesses as to the most likely positions of those guards. Instead of avoiding them, she did her best to find them – quietly. The night vision in her helmet helped her find the first one. Her silenced gun made a spitting sound and he dropped dead to the ground. Carol took the time to search him. She noted the type of gun he was carrying, she checked his cellphone, and she searched him for anything else that might help her. Other than his gun and cellphone, she found nothing interesting at all. She got the impression that this hadn’t been a military trained man at all.
She moved on, her objective being a door at the back of the main building. But in getting there, she did her best to find and eliminate as many of the guards as possible. She thought she would find three by the time she reached the back of the main building. She found four instead. Four men who were now all dead. Four men she had searched and found nothing interesting about them. Four useless, and now dead, men.
In approaching the main building, she came upon a large fenced in area with more fences inside it. Fenced areas that were long and narrow. Areas that each contained what appeared to be a doghouse at the back end. She didn’t see anyone around, or even any of the “dogs,” so she kept going.
She had only two main objectives on this mission. Number one, find and rescue Brandy. Secondly, she wanted Alfonso. Of course, if by chance she happened to find Vince Beastman as well, then that would be an even bigger score.
The door she was interested in was easy to find. It wasn’t far from the kennels at all. Both Sally and Bryce had described how to find it. Testing the door, she found it unlocked, but then she didn’t expect it to be locked. She made a quiet phone call to the Wu team and told them where she had eliminated the guards. They could now start moving closer. She had no doubt they would first go after any guards on the other side of the property. She didn’t care as long as they were there to help get Brandy out when she found her.
Since the hallway inside was well lit, she removed her helmet and left it outside. But remembering the gas that had been used to capture Brandy, she pulled the gas-proof covering in her riding suit over her head and donned the special goggles as well. Silently, she pushed her way through the door and into a long hallway that was the lower level of the building. The hallway where she hoped to find Brandy.
There were a number of closed doors off that hallway, but Sally and Bryce had both told her that the girls in the cages were kept in the ones closer to the door, and according to Sally, closer to the dog kennels. Following Sally’s information, Carol opened the third door on the left. What she saw inside, sickened her.
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Brandy didn’t hear the door opening again a short while after the new women had been brought in. Even the quiet sobbing of the women barely registered in her mind anymore. It was all just useless background information. The presence of anyone near her didn’t register at all, until a whispered voice from right next to her said, “Brandy!”
Brandy. A name she used to have. A name that was lost to her now, along with the rest of her life.
“Brandy, what have they done to you?” Carol whispered as her hand reached out to caress the tortured face she had loved so much.
Brandy opened her eyes and was shocked. She saw someone. It appeared to be a woman’s body, dressed completely in black.
“Brandy, are you okay?”
Okay? For Brandy, there was no longer any concept of okay. She simply waited for the abuse to begin.
Carol could barely see any sign of awareness in Brandy’s eyes. She knelt down in front of her and said, “Brandy, it’s me, Carol.”
Carol? A name from the past. A name of someone she had loved. Love. Just a memory now. A memory that hurt too much to think about.
Carol pulled the gas mask hood off her head so Brandy could see her better. “Brandy, it’s me Carol!”
Now Brandy could see the woman’s face in front of her. The face of the woman she had loved so much. She chanced using her voice. What came out was nearly incomprehensible. “Caarll?”
“Damn!” Carol exclaimed softly. “What have they done to you!” She quickly got up and started examining the cage. But as Sally had told them, it appeared to be welded all over. She could see no way to get Brandy out of it at all. But there was one thing she could do for her lover, she removed the almost full bucket of pee that was hanging from her breasts. The reaction from Brandy at it being removed appeared to hurt her as much as Carol was sure that the bucket had. “There,” she said. “I can’t do much else for you right now, but that should help.”
She pulled out her phone and called the Wu team. “Brandy is here, right where we were told she would be. I can’t get her out of the cage. It’s going to take several people to carry the whole thing out. I’ll send you a picture. There’s a road that goes all the way around to the back. I’ve taken care of all the guards on the right side of the complex, but nowhere else, so be careful. Just get her as soon as possible. I’m going after Alfonso.”
Carol took a few pictures of Brandy in the cage so the men would know what they were dealing with, then she moved back to where Brandy could see her. “Friends are coming for you. They’ll get you out of here. I have someone else to take care of. I’ll see you later.”
But that was when she heard Brandy trying to speak again. “Kaalll eeee. Kaiilll eee.”
Carol reached out her hand and caressed Brandy’s face again.
“Yeah. I’m going to kill someone alright. But not you. Hang on Baby. Help is on the way. See you soon!” With that she hugged Brandy’s head and placed a loving kiss on Brandy’s forehead. “I love you,” she whispered. She pulled the gas mask hood back over her head and adjusted the goggles again before she left the room. Now all she had to do was figure out how to find Alfonso. After what she had just seen in that one room, she vowed that Alfonso was going to pay just as much as Beastman would…perhaps more!
She no sooner got out of the room when she heard a loud alarm sounding and an intercom announcement. “Intruders! All personnel to your defensive positions! Repeat, all personnel to your defensive positions!”
Carol swore. They had either discovered the dead guards already or they had noticed the Wu agents coming in. In the hallway ahead of her, she saw a door open quickly and two men rushed out. They just happened to see her. Her silenced gun made quick work of them. She heard shouting from that room as she ran to the door and looked in. Inside, she saw two other men, both with weapons drawn and pointing at the door. The room appeared to be filled with electronic equipment. To Carol it was easy to guess that she had just stumbled across the main security room. Diving to the floor right in the doorway, both her guns fired before either of the men could realize that she wasn’t where they were aiming their weapons. That quickly, neither of them were ever going to aim a gun again. Carol made a quick examination of the room but decided there was little she needed to worry about there. She left the dead men behind and moved on.
At the end of the hallway, she climbed steps and went through a doorway. As she did, she saw men running across the far end of the large room. But none of those men had noticed her and they were all now gone. She followed them, silently and carefully. Eventually she reached a room that she figured was at the front of the house. There were five men in that room, all with guns pointed out the windows. But the men were all looking the wrong direction. None of them were looking behind them where Carol was. By the time any of them realized she was there, her silenced guns had killed most of them. The rest died only moments later.
Carol moved on toward another room where she found three more men aiming guns out the windows. Three men who again weren’t looking behind them. Carol’s silenced weapons made quick work of them and she kept going.
Occasionally she came across a room where someone was firing at the Wu Enterprise agents outside, but as Carol came across them, their gunfire didn’t last long. One by one Carol went through every room on the ground floor of the building, more often than not, killing everyone before they even knew she was there. The defensive positions of the Alfonso’s men were great…if there was nobody sneaking up behind them. For all the men Carol was killing, it was remarkably easy. She finished with the first floor and found the large grand stairway heading up to the next level. She was halfway up it when the first gunshot came in her direction.
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