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Beaumains wrote: ↑2 years ago
And this was only the first epilogue?
Indeed [mention]Beaumains[/mention] - the second one will see the Girls relaxing and having fun at the Red Sea
Also the second Epilogue will set the Stage in part for the Sequel. The Gap between the Hunt and its Sequel will be filled by a separate Story which will lay the Foundations for the Sequel. On this Story I am currently working on. The Girls will meet new Friends and new Enemies - but for now I will not tell more
The first floor of the Main Complex, Staff Quarters, the same time:
Kirsty, Chris, Sarah and Anna had reached the first floor without encountering anyone. They had decided that they would split up. Chris and Kirsty would go for Louise Williams and Harper while Sarah and Anna would go for Kendra and Yelena. They would take on Yelena first.
Chris followed Kirsty who strode purposefully along. The floor was dimly lit. They had decided to take Harper out first. Harper was a skilled Judoka, while Williams would probably pose no Problem, she was a skilled Administrator who worked largely backstage, but she was no fighter.
Harper's Suite was on the first floor, the panoramic windows commanding a fantastic view of the Mediterranean as Kirsty knew. She had been a few times in Harper's Rooms before she had helped Hayley to escape. After Kirsty had been stripped of Rank by Crawford, Harper had let her feel at every turn that she considered her a traitor.
Kirsty slit the Key Card trough the Slot a barely audible Click and the Door was open. Slowly and carefully Kirsty pushed the Door open and listened for a moment. Nothing could be heard than the soft breathing of a Person. Carefully she moved forward, Chris covering her, the Tranquilizer Guns at the ready.
They entered the bedroom. Kristy froze, the bed was empty. In the same Moment a shadow delivered an expert Karate chop at her Wrist, so that she had to let her gun go. But before the Attacker could follow through with another blow, Chris fired her Tranquilizer Gun which hit the woman squarely in the Chest, who crumbled on the Floor in an untidy heap.
Kirsty winced as she touched her wrist, she turned to Chris: “Thank you”
“No big deal” Chris whispered back. “Let us tie her up.”
A smile crossed Kirsty´s Lips: “I know just the right thing!” She went to one of the Wardrobes, opened it and produced two large compression Sacks and a few other items.
Kirsty noticed the surprised look on Chris´ face: “In every Suite a full set of the Basic Restrain System is stashed, Crawford insisted on that.”
“But I was restrained in three Bags.” Chris asked.
“That is the Enhanced Restraining System” it is only used for “VIP´s” like you Chris” she couldn't help but grin. Chris Eye Brows went up a little, but then she smiled back.”
“Well you could show me now how to use it.” They turned to the unconscious Harper. And Kirsty had to admit that she enjoyed it very much restraining Harper. With Chris´ Assistance they stripped the Woman out of her PJ´s and with practiced skill, she put a thick adult diaper on her.
Together they manhandled her in a Down-Filled Suit. Kristy registered the apprehension on the blonde´s face, but that moment passed as Chris pulled herself together and took six heavily padded straps to secure Harpers legs while Kirsty applied the Cuffs, Mittens and the Straps which held the arms of the victim against her Body.
With extreme satisfaction Kirsty gagged Harper and took care that the gag was extra tight. Manhandling Harper in the two Bags took some effort, when they were finished, they high-fived and looked down at the still unconscious Harper.
“Not bad for a Rookie” Kirsty grinned at Chris. 20 Minutes is a good time, but I think with some practise you will be better very soon.”
“Fine” Chris smiled back, “then let us loose no time and taking this Williams out.” As Kirsty had correctly guessed, Williams had posed no challenge. They had found the Woman peacefully sleeping in her bed. A shot from the tranquilizer gun made sure she wouldn't be waking any time soon.
And to her Surprise Chris found out, that they needed indeed only 15 Minutes for restraining Williams this time. “Practise makes indeed perfect.” Chris thought as they left Williams´ Suite to meet Sarah and Anna and render Assistance if necessary.
When they reached the Rendezvous-Point five Minutes later the Russian and the Canadian were already waiting for them. “What took you so long?” Anna teased them.
“Well” Chris whispered back “one of our targets did not want to go down willingly.”
“And you?” “No Problem what so ever” the Dark Lady returned.
“That Yelena Chick was a tough one, but she had no chance and since we are no totally heartless we left her something to pass the time.” Her smile was evil. “And the Restraining System” will keep her nice and secure. Anna chimed in.
Kirsty interrupted: “As much as I would like to swap stories, we still have a job to do. Crawford is waiting!” “You are right” Chris agreed. “Lead the way”
Kirsty took the lead and they followed her in single file up the Stair Case. Crawford´s Suite was on the Top Floor of the Building. The Floor which led to the large Double Door was empty. On the lush Carpet they made know sound. Chris recalled the Floor Plan of the large Suite. From the Dining Room one Door on the right was the Bedroom.
“Will the Key Card open this Door?” Sarah asked Kirsty when they came to a halt in front of the double leaved Door.
“It should” the Briton replied. “If not …”
“I have the right key” the Thief grinned. “The lock has yet to be lock invented, that I cannot open.”
“Let's hope it does not come to that” Chris added. “Let´s go”
Chris and Anna took position either side of the Entrance, covering Kirsty and Sarah. Kirsty slit the Key Card through the slot and a soft click indicated that the Door was open. Kirsty slowly and with utmost care opened the Door; her companions had their weapons at the ready, as they followed her inside.
The large Room was empty, covering each other they entered. For a second Kirsty thought back to the last time when she had been there, just two weeks ago, when they had dined here with Crawford before they flew to Vienna the next day. Well, they had not only dined … but Kirsty pushed the thoughts forcefully aside.
They secured the Room. Kirsty gestured at the Door of Crawford´s Bedroom, which stood slightly ajar. She pushed the Door open and they entered. On the large King Size Bed, covered by silken sheets laid a peacefully sleeping woman. While Anna and Sarah took up Position at each side of bed, Chris remained at the Door, for the unlikely Case Crawford would make a run for the Door.
Kirsty produced a chloroform-soaked cloth. They had decided beforehand to douse the cloth just enough to render their victim unconscious only for a short time. And then Kirsty pounced, straddling the sleeping woman and pressing the cloth tightly on her face, Crawford´s woke up with a start and stared wide eyed at their Captor who held her down with an iron grip and wore a closed Visor helmet.
Her struggles soon became weak, and her eyes fluttered, then closed. Kirsty waited for another minute till she took the cloth away. Aided by Chris they carried the unconscious Woman in the Living Room and sat her down on Chair.
20 Minutes later:
Elizabeth Crawford´s head pounded. She moaned. It took another five Minutes till she was totally awake. What had happened? The last thing she remembered was that someone had pressed a chloroform soaked Cloth on her face. She had fought back. But the Attacker had been too strong, her face, she was sure it had been a woman, obscured by a full Visor Helmet.
She began taking stock of her situation. It had been a while since she had been bound and gagged and bound and gagged she was, secured tightly. She sat on a Chair, her Arms tied behind the High Back of the Chair at wrists and elbows her hands had been obviously wrapped into fists with duct tape and rendered useless. More ropes above and below her breast and her waist held her tight on the chair.
Her legs had been tied together at the ankles, below and above the knees. Her toes barely touched the floor, because her Ankles had been tied to her Wrists. Whoever had done this, had done an profoundly professional Job
She tried to open her eyes, but discovered that she had been blindfolded with a heavily padded Sleep Mask of Sorts. Something soft filled her Mouth and her Mouth had been taped shut. To her surprise Elizabeth Crawford was not scared. She was angry.
Angry that someone dared to do this to her, she strained against her bonds which held fast. She heard nothing but she sensed the Presence of one Person? “No” her instincts told her. There must be more.
Someone fumbled at the back of her head. The Sleep Mask was removed. She blinked into the sudden light. When she could see clearly she saw four figures staring down at her, all wore black body armour and full visor helmets, their arms folded under their chests.
The woman in the centre had two swords slung across her back, two others automatic rifles, the fourth, the tallest of the quartet a long rifle fitted with a telescopic sight and a suppressor. She and the Woman in the Middle were the tallest, well over six feet.
They all had the bearings of Professionals. They continued to stare down at her. They just stood there and stared. Crawford had enough. She growled angrily in her gag.
Chris had to admit that she was impressed. Many other People waking up tied and gagged, would have panicked. Crawford didn't. If she was the control freak, as Kirsty and Hayley had told them, this must be the worst for her:
She had no Control, she was powerless and that made her mad. Very good! Chris nodded subtly to her Comrades, opened her Visor and removed her helmet shook her head so that her long blond hair, tied in a Ponytail flowed freely down her back.
Crawford watched as the Woman in the Centre removed her Helmet, It was a blonde with bright emerald green eyes who stared coldly at her, devoid of any emotion. And for the first time in a long time Elizabeth Crawford experienced something akin to fear.
In the meantime the other women had also removed their Helmets. Two Crawford recognized from Pictures: Sarah McKenzie aka The Dark Lady, Anna Romanova and – her heart skipped a beat for moment – and Kirsty.
Crawford glared at her former Second-in-Command, but Garrett seemed not to be intimidated. “I am powerless” she thought “And Kristy knows that.”
Christine von der Marwitz addressed her, her normally warm and melodious Alto Voice sounded cool: “Good evening Elizabeth, you do not mind if I call you Elizabeth? – you probably want to know what we are doing here?”
Crawford growled angrily into her gag. The Pianist smiled coldly and continued:
“First and foremost I want to thank you personally for the incredible Experience of the Enhanced Restraining System” her Voice dripping with Irony – but there are other more pressing Matters we need to discuss. But I am afraid, that has to wait. We are on a tight Schedule here.”
"Here is what is going to happen. You will accompany us on a little trip and we will continue our Conversation at another Place." she paused as Crawford shook he head angrily, then continued "There are two Ways we can do this: Either you cooperate and follow our instructions to the letter, or we simply knock you out and take you with us. It is your choice. But you will go with us either way.
"And if you think that you can count on help from your people? Then you are sadly mistaken. Our Associates, have taken over the Control Room and Louise Williams, Harper, Kendra and Yelena are presently enjoying the Comforts of your Restraining System. So what will it be, Liz?” Chris knew fully well that Crawford hated it to be called Liz”
Crawford weighed her options, stared defiantly at von der Marwitz, but nodded eventually. The Pianist smiled, but it was no friendly smile “I am so glad you see sense.” She turned to Sarah and Kirsty. “Would you please prepare her Ladyship for the Journey?” Chris and Anna took positions in such a way that they could deter any escape attempt of Crawford easily.
Sarah cut the rope, which connected Elizabeth´s ankles and wrists and the Criminal Master Mind sighed in relief when she could straighten out her legs again. Kirsty removed the ropes which bound her to the Chair. Then Crawford´s World became black again as the Sleep Mask was applied again. Then Elizabeth felt that Ear Buds were inserted first in her left then in her right ear and all sounds were shut out.
She felt that the ropes around her Ankles and below her knees were removed. Some sneakers were put on her bare feet and her Ankles shackled with soft but unforgiving manacles. She was surprisingly gently pulled upright, then she heard von der Marwitz Voice again.
“You need to fear nothing we will guide you, till we reach our destination.” And her World became silent again. She was led firmly but gently outside her suite. As she found out, she could only make small steps. But at least she didn't have to walk barefoot. This was the ultimate humiliation. Bound and gagged, just clad in her Negligée, which was rather short
Chris spoke in her Mike: “Hayley?” “Yes?” the American answered. “We have our Primary Target secured. Send your guests to sleep and meet us at the Entrance in 10.” “Will do!” Hayley confirmed.
The former Investigator turned to Kate and Sophie. “Inject those two” she gestured at the two hogtied Guards “with another Dose of Tranquilizer and then we leave. We will meet Chris and the others in Ten, at the Entrance.”
“Let´s go” she slapped Crawford firmly on her backside, which made the Villainess jump and growling into her gag angrily.
Crawford stumbled along between her two handlers. Obviously they were on the way down to the Entrance Hall. She hated it to be so powerless but what concerned her more was, what von der Marwitz wanted from her. Some sort of Payback, maybe but there had been more to it. She hated to admit it, but von der Marwitz had given her the creeps. Back in the time she had considered it a good Idea helping out Carl von Winterfeldt to kidnap von der Marwitz, now she was not so sure anymore.
Hayley, Kate and Sophie arrived at the Entrance Gate first. The large complex was still silent. To her surprise Sophie had felt less anxious than at the Adlernest, probably because no Guns were involved.
“Ah there are they!” Hayley interrupted her line of thought. Out of the Dark appeared the figures of Chris, Sarah. Anna and Kirsty lead a blindfolded, tied and gagged woman between them, who wore just a flimsy negligee and Sneakers on her feet: “Elizabeth Crawford!” Obviously Crawford was deaf and blind, because she showed no reaction when Chris greeted Hayley, who could not hide a grin, as she mustered Crawford´s skimpy Negligée “I must give Elizabeth that, she has Style!”
“Okay, let us get back to the Cove! The sooner we leave, the better.” Chris pressed on. They had to move more slowly because of their hostage, but they reached the Boats after 30 Minutes.
Elizabeth felt the cool air on her face, and took in the scents of the Maquis. At some point she felt that they moved downwards, obviously to the Beach. They halted. The Shackles around her Ankles were removed. She was helped into a boat and laid down, her Ankles were tied together again a blanket of sorts was thrown over her. She felt a sharp Prick in her Neck and everything went black.
The Girls pulled the two Boats into the surf and paddled away from the Cove. When they had covered a distance of 500 Metres, they started the Motors of the Boats and melted into the Darkness.
The Beach looked as nobody had ever been there.