Zain waited for the raid to begin, he had just given the signal. He was in the warehouse waiting for the deal to take place. The doors exploded and police poured in from every direction. Everyone, including himself, ran, trying to get out. He glimpsed Samantha running after him. He jumped over boxes and made the path difficult for her but she continued following. He ran into the adjacent where he found a small group. Samantha unknowingly followed him inside where they slammed the door behind her. It was now just him, her and a gang of about 10.
She was completely on her own, they still thought that Zain was one of them. They started to surround her. She looked at him desperately. He didn't know what to do, they hadn't prepared him for this. If he protected her then he would expose himself as a copper and that would make matters worse for both of them ... But he couldn't just leave her.
"Alright then Zain." The ringleader spoke. "Here's your initiation!" He gestered towards Sam.
"What do you mean? What am I supposed to do with her?" Zain asked.
""Well you can do whatever you want with her as long as she remembers it for years to come!" He smirked, eyeing her up. "You're lucky mate, I would normally save her for myself but I like you and want to give you a chance!" Zain looked at him in disgust, he knew exactly what he was implying.
"Hadn't we better search her?" Zain suggested.
"Good idea! You go on ahead!" Zain approached her and began to search her pockets. He pulled out her mobile and handcuffs and cuffed her wrists together. He touched along her body, just making sure that she wasn't hiding anything, he would say if anyone asked him. No one took any notice of what he was doing though. He loved the feel of her body beneath his hands, it was even better when you couldn't see what you were touching.
What's your name?" One of them asked her.
"Samantha" She said quietly. "There's no point hiding, you can't go anywhere!"
"Oh really, that's what you think!"
"That's not what I think, that's what I know!"
"How dare you speak to our boss like that?"
"No, wait. I like this one, she's feisty!" The boss said, stroking her cheek. "Sit down!" He ordered her.
"Do you really think that you'll get out of here with all police surrounding you?"
"Shhhhhh! Be a good girl and keep quiet!" They laughed at her.
"So what are you gonna do Zain?" The boss asked him.
"Well like you say, she's very feisty. It would be good to knock some of that feistiness out of her!" He said nastily.
"Are you gonna do what I think you're gonna do?" He smirked.
"This will be something she will never forget!" Sam looked at him nervously. "Look's like she's lost some of that feistiness already!" Zain laughed. He began to approach her, looking her in the eye. He stood directly in front of where she sat. He pulled her arm and she stood up. They stared at each other as if they hated each other.
It was clear that the other's were beginning to get bored from their lack of action. They began to talk amongst themselves.
"Aren't you gonna do anything?" She said, continuing to stare at him.
"I don't need to!" He replied before lashing out at her violently. She fell to the ground, letting out a scream. She felt her face and saw blood pouring. The look that he gave her was full of hate. He walked way, leaving her on the ground.
"That's just for starters!" He said, not looking at her. She was really confused. What he had done was really violent, almost hateful. Had he done it on purpose or was it just for show? He gave no reaction, his expression gave nothing away.
She sat on the floor bleeding. She tired to hold her head back to stem the blood flow but it just seemed to pour everywhere. Zain felt guilty, he hadn't meant to hit her that hard, Just to leave a mark more then anything. What would she think of him now? She would think that he was just like Marc, knocking her around.