A/N: Have fun!
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03 - Revelation and conspiracy
Five months later,
It had been several months since Freddie had clarified certain elements of his life. Thanks to Sam and more generally to his entourage, he began a normal couple life again. Thanks to Nevel, he took over his job but at his own pace and in his own way ... What surprised more than one (more than one woman, especially).
One week after his return to work, he discovered that in the computer system of the box, he had access to a private server that was reserved exclusively for him. Freddie put the time but he eventually found the password: the one he always used for his online games.
But what he found there ... What a horror! Sextapes, hundreds of sextapes staging him with lots of different women. There were job interviews, negotiations for wage increases and working time arrangements ... he saw himself playing the blackmailer with always the same sadistic smile, with all those women who visibly slept with him by constraint. Freddie was sick, he was really a monster. The worst thing is that there was even a guy. He was young, gay, beardless and had agreed to play the passive submissive dressed as a woman. In a corner of his office, he saw the camera that had been used to film all that, small as a ballpoint pen and wirelessly transmitting to a recording terminal.
It was not that he was voyeur but ... in fact, he was voyeur but especially curious. Freddie started watching these videos. Almost every time, he made it clear that in today's world there was never anything without anything and that if the person wanted to get what she expected, he would have to «give of its person».
It was there that he learned that one of the hiring conditions for women was a negative serology to be able to fuck with no condom, hence the bastards he would have had everywhere. He saw clearly that some women were ashamed of having to let themselves be done. In a video, he was denied a job to a young woman during a job interview, just because she sucked badly and he felt her teeth. In studying the legislation, Freddie understood that workers' rights and the labor code in general hardly existed. An unprecedented social crisis had broken out following an explosive rise in unemployment. The employers received much more power than they had at the time, leaving them free time to redo the labor code at their leisure. These new methods put in place made it easier to hire but also to dismiss as dry and without necessarily cause otherwise valid.
In such a situation, the employees were ready to do anything to keep their job and Freddie had benefited greatly. It explained why none of his «victims» had lodged a complaint. Thus, the old Freddie took advantage of this situation to empty his balls with all that passes. He had a better understanding of Sam's request for divorce. He had become a real junk. Grasped by power, he felt almighty.
Since his amnesia, Freddie was no longer the tyrannical and profitable patron he was. When his wife looked at him, she said he would find him as he was. Obviously, it was arranged with her and the children were delighted. One day, a man came to visit him, a man he did not know. He described himself as a private detective he had hired before his accident. It had been more than six months since he had woken up amnesiac and he still had no memories of the events that had taken place during those 33 years. This guy told him he had «the documents he had asked him». Of course, no idea what it could be. He gave him an appointment, as soon as it made him remember his memory.
It was in secret (and in accordance with his instructions) that he met this guy. Once there, he gave him photos, documents, sound and video recordings, and a piece of paper with instructions. In the photos, he saw Nevel kissing Lola, the one who was 'saying' had to be his new fiancee, the one who had thrown herself on his fly the first time he came to work. Among the papers, there were shipping vouchers for products prohibited for consumption or illegal. Freddie did not immediately understand, he packed everything and went away with it.
By rummaging more, he saw an expert report from his car. The computer control system of the management had obviously been infected by a virus allowing to control it from a distance. The whole story smelled bad and Freddie was worried about the rest. It worked him so much that during the night, he had nightmares. Sam saw him anxious and she did everything to change his thoughts but nothing was done.
The next day,
Freddie woke up sweaty and could not get back to sleep. He did not realize it at the time but these nightmares were actually memories returned to the surface. He remembered discovering something dangerous and illegal in his job. He did not talk to anyone and he went back to his office the next day.
If he had wanted to protect something, he had surely hidden it in his private server. Freddie went to see and found a file encrypted. He tried to open it but his usual password was not working. It was early in the morning that his 'pseudo-new-future-wife' arrived with a coffee. From the photos he had, Lola seemed connected to this story with Nevel.
She began to massage his back, it needed something to lull her vigilance. He took her hand and put it on his fly. It was not cheerful that he did it, Freddie knew it was disgusting for Sam but deep inside him, he knew it was important and that it was surely related to his amnesia. Lola sucked him, shook it between her silicone breasts and she was delighted that he spits his sauce in her face.
"Oh my love, I knew you would come back me."
"I just had remorse for having made you feel sorry for the first time. It will still take some time."
"I understand, you want me to come tonight for my usual sodomy?"
"No, you have to go gradually."
"Does that mean you've found your memories?"
"Absolutely not! But I thought if I could do myself good, so much to enjoy."
"Finally, I'll find you again."
Lola left with a smile and Freddie was going to resume his search. A memory suddenly appeared to him, a word. He was accompanied by images, his memories began to return gradually. He used this word which seemed important and the file opened. That's where he understood everything. Someone used their distribution network to traffic in dangerous materials, all camouflaged in the transport of bio products. Given the photos in which he saw his partner and the one who had done him good, they were visibly involved. It seemed huge, Freddie remained alone for a moment to wonder what to do.
His reflection was suddenly interrupted by cries of enjoyment all over the floor, there was Nevel with his secretary, the accountant with the little trainee, the expedition manager with his assistant (the only guy he sodomized ... just to test). He then went out to take the air on the open terrace, which overlooked the break room. It was on this terrace, two floors below that of the direction. Looking up, Freddie saw through the windows. Intertwined bodies clamped against the windows for some, he wondered what he was doing here. All this resembled him so little and in addition, there was this business of trafficking ... He did not know what to do.
Freddie had not seen that women working in other offices had arrived, they were delighted with his recent change in attitude. He thanked them and went back to his office. Freddie took over his business, copied the data to better examine them at home and he left for the underground car park, to his car.
It was at the moment when he was going to put his thumb on the door (it was a long time ago that there was no key of contact, everything was done with the fingerprint) that he received a violent blow on the head.
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"Damn but where am I? Fuck, I've got a hell of a bump" those were his first words when Freddie regained consciousness in his car but the doors were closed and the windows smoked and completely opaque, no need to hit it.
It was a high-end car and on this kind of model, the windows are made of a very resistant material. A kind of transparent polymer and almost unbreakable with bare hands, it was then that he was looking for a way out that he heard a voice coming out of a badge, placed on the back seat. It was at the moment he took it that the front windscreen was cleared. He was obviously in a warehouse. In front of the car stood Lola and Nevel. The car was visibly soundproofed, it was through this badge that they were going to talk.
"So, you found the memory and you did not say anything?"
"What the hell, why am I here?"
"You are there because you have stuffed, or rather put your nose where it should not be. As soon as I could not erase the file that you had constituted without the password, I had a snitch placed in your server. I knew you had reopened the file containing all the information of my little traffic, an alert came on my badge and I knew that it would be necessary to make sure that you do not say anything."
"I barely know what you're talking about."
"Yes, but you're going to remember, and I can not afford it. The first time you discovered everything, I missed my shot with your accident, and this time I will not miss you."
"So it was not an accident but an attack? And you were responsible for it?"
"All I want is total control of the box. You always refused it, that's why I put this girl in your arms. Lola had to seduce you, make you divorce and then, you'd have to marry her. Then, after a costly divorce, she'd get your parts and we'd have a free hand."
"But what the heck does my accident in there?"
"As you refused, I had the idea to veil your car with a computer virus. I had planned to take control of it from a distance and cause an accident and that's what I did. But I did not foresee that you would have the option to call the emergency, and the help came very quickly and saved you."
"You're crazy, you know that?"
"You can shout as much as you want, this time, your wife will really be widow."
"And what are you going to do with this? It's she who will get my share, not you. What are you going to do? You tapping her to get them back?"
"I have simpler. As she does not work, Sam is going to need money. I'll just redeem them."
"What about me in this story?"
"You? A crepe crushed on the wall in front of you. I answered your questions, consider it your last wishes. And needless to try to escape, unlike the last time, I turned off the electronics. I'm the only one to control the car. Even the handbrake was turned off. Adieu!"
Nevel moved away from his field of vision and disabled this remote badge, his only link to the outside. Even though he knew it was useless, Freddie tried to break the glass to kick. Suddenly, he felt the car start. It retreated to the maximum and then accelerated to the maximum speed. Freddie saw his asshole associate who controlled the car from a distance. In panic, he tried the handbrake and the brake pedals: nothing! The seat belts had been removed and it was there that Freddie saw his life pass before him and all his memories came back to him.
Seeing the inevitable outcome of the situation, it was with a small tear and regretting what he had done that he closed his eyes. It was at the moment of the impact that Freddie found himself in a field at the wheel of an old car that told him something. A few seconds ago, he was in the disused basement of a factory, locked in his luxury car controlled by a mentally ill man who wanted to make him skin only by the lure of gain.
He did not understand anything!
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A/N: So, I hope you liked it!
Fredward 'Freddie' Benson (52 years old) as James Denton
Samantha 'Sam' Benson (52 years old) as Amanda Tapping
Nevel Papperman (50 years old) as David Morrissey
Lola Robinson (aged 18 years) as Debby Ryan
