Lee sat Witsel on a chair as the others approached.
"He knows where Kate is"?
Barney raised an eyebrow.
"This is the doctor McGregor hired to patch up Kate".
"I'm not talking. I told you, they'll kill me".
Barney looked at Lee then at Witsel. "Look, we don't want to hurt you. We'll protect you, you have my word. But right now, out there, is an innocent woman, whose time is counted. We need your help. If you don't help us, we'll turn you in to authorities and you'll be charged with criminally negligent manslaughter. And I believe that can lead to life imprisonment".
And so, Witsel started to talk about everything he knew about Kate, McGregor, his men, the type of weapons they had as well as the location they were hiding out at. He helped them draw a map of the building, inside and outside.
As they got everything ready and geared up, Barney walked over to Lee.
"Soon, all of this will be a distant nightmare. We'll get her out of there, alive".
Kate watched as the door opened. In walked the suit's two guys. As they neared the bed, Kate tried as hard as she could to hide the scalpel she had been using to try and undo the shackles, which had led to nothing except break the blade. She slid it underneath the pillow. One of the guys yanked the bed sheet off her, while the other took out a pair of handcuffs. She tried to fight him off as he tried to grab her hand. With his huge hand, he grabbed her throat and started to compress her airway.
"Either you cooperate or I'm going to break every bone in your trachea", he said. He tossed the cuffs to the other guy. "Cuff her up and make them tight"!
She was starting to suffocate as guy number two cuffed her hands to the metallic beams at the head of the bed. It wasn't until he was done that guy number two removed his hand.
She gasped for air and coughed a couple of times.
Guy number one pulled a pair of scissors out of his pocket and placed it on the metallic tray.
He grinned as he looked at her. "Have fun"!
As he walked away, the suit came in, only this time he wasn't wearing a suit. He was wearing a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. He stopped guy number one. "I'm not to be interrupted unless it's urgent".
The guy nodded, walked out and closed the door behind him.
She watched as he got closer to her then headed for the metallic tray and took the scissors in his hand. He headed for the end of the bed and placed the scissors between her skin and the hem of her tarnished and blood splattered jeans.
She said nothing and closed her eyes as she felt the scissors cut through the denim and make their way progressively towards her waist line. He repeated the action on the other leg, then in one strong tug, he removed the jeans from under her, leaving her in her black lace tanga.
She heard the scissors touch metal and she opened her eyes. He had placed them again on the tray. He sat down beside her on the bed and placed his hand on her thigh. She shivered out of disgust and repulsion at his touch.
"I hope you like it a bit rough". He leaned in closer to her face and whispered in her ear. "I'm going to make you scream and beg for me to stop".
Kate closed her eyes. She wished she could magically exit her own body and not be a witness or victim of what was going to happen because she knew exactly what was going to happen. He was going to rape her. She wished she was dead.
He started to caress her legs and thighs. He then grazed her pubis and headed for her breasts. He grabbed her t-shirt at the collar and pulled hard enough to rip it open. His hands grabbed her breasts forcefully and she let out a groan of pain as he pinched her nipples with such violence that it brought tears to her eyes. He removed his hands and stood from the bed. She almost wished he had changed his mind, but she knew as he removed his t-shirt and jeans that he hadn't, and it was obvious that he was already experiencing a lot of pleasure. She turned her head away from him. She felt the bed shift as she felt the weight of his body on hers. As his hand found her mound, his mouth went on her breast.
As the tears flowed freely from her eyes, she couldn't help but think of Lee. She was done fighting. She had been brave, not only the past couple of days, but the past years and she was tired. She knew that when this was over, she was going to die, and it wasn't how she had imagined dying. She had always imagined that she and Lee would have grown old together, had kids and grandkids and that when she took her last breath, it would be asleep, peacefully, in his arms. The silent crying turned into sobbing.
She felt a hand over her mouth. "Shut up"!
But she couldn't.
He moved his hand away and was about to remove her tanga when the door opened. He didn't even look at who it was.
"I told you, I don't want to be disturbed"!
"Spiro is on the phone", said guy number two.
He removed his hand from her tanga, descended from her and the bed and put his clothes back on, cursing.
He walked over to the guy and grabbed the phone. He listened for a moment.
"Tell them, I'll go get the device myself. I've just got some loose ends to tie up here".
He listened again.
"The girl? I'll handle it. She won't be a problem".
He hung up and handed the phone back to guy number two. "Miles, go get Derek. I need you both".
Miles nodded and walked out.
He walked back towards her. "Looks like our in-depth discovery of one another has come to a premature ending. But it doesn't matter, because I'm still going to get a kick out of what I'm going to do to you"!
Miles and Derek came in.
"Set her up, just the hands this time. I'll be right back".
"Should we get Doctor Witsel here"?
Kyle looked at them. "No need. When I'm done with her, there'll be nothing left to fix".