Sophie had known there was something human in Mick somewhere she just had to dig deep and find it. Mick's life had started off as a one man revenge hunt, his murderous rage had started as being aimed at one man, he had wanted to find the evil cockroach that had taken his sister from him and make him suffer just as much as she had, but pretty soon his anger had gone out of control. He had grown up in a small community all which clubbed together to find her, he remembered when he was just very small everyone blaming foreigners. "It had to be a foreigner" he heard them say "An Australian would never do something like that" These ideas were drummed into him again and again and pretty soon he began to believe them himself. Mick's twisted mind set now focused his rage on all tourists, painting all of them with the same brush. He wanted revenge, he wanted justice, and he wanted all tourists to pay for the action of just one man. He would never admit it though that no matter how many tourists he killed the anger never went away and the justice never came. He felt just as furious and his sense of guilt was still as large as the day he had started.

She hated to admit it but she cared for Mick a lot and the pity she felt for him somehow put his actions in perspective for her. When looking at him now she could almost forget he was a sadistic blood thirsty murderer, she wished she could make things better, she wished she could take his anger away. When he had told her about his dead sister his face looked like that of a wounded little boy but the anger in his eyes burnt bright. Maybe if just one woman was able to show a bit of tenderness to him, show him about of care then maybe all of this could be over.

Her day with Mick as his play thing had been nothing like she ever imagined. He had a dominance that was both arousing and terrifying. He had ordered her to be in the bedroom naked waiting for him. He walked in and saw her gorgeous naked body glistening just for him. His laugh was like he had won the lottery realising that he was now going to claim his prize. She had been terrified when he had pinned her arms above her head but she knew he would need some kind of dominance it was the kind of man he was. Mick took her with a cave man personality caring about his own needs and self gratification. His aroused state both terrified her and aroused her. His eyes were wild with desire. It drove her mad being with someone that was so primal and uncivilised; she loved the feel of his rough calloused hands running along her smooth tender skin. She liked how rough he was with her; he was urgent to claim her but also took his time to savour the moment. These games ended with the sounds of a wild animal, primitive and uncontrollable they had startled her at first but ultimately that was what drove her to her satisfied ending. It amazed her that someone as terrifying as Mick could make her feel so amazing. She had expected a feeling of disgust, she had expecting to heave at his touch, but she was wrong, it anything it had made her crave for more.

Sophie couldn't believe that she had enjoyed it she cursed herself silently, she wondered where the hell her mind set was, was being in this solitary world making her insane. She cared more about this man, this beast that had almost murdered her in cold blood more than she had her whole family and it scared her to death.

Mike hated to admit it but that whole day he had been in cloud nine. Having this gorgeous woman willingly at his beck had call had been an experience he had always dreamt of. It had fulfilled all of his expectations and more. He hated to admit it but he was going to miss it all when it was over, either she would leave or she'd end up in his torture chamber and back to the terrified unwilling wobbly mess she had been before and as it pained him to admit it he didn't want either of those options.

As the days went on the sex became more and more frequent, he became more demanding he went crazy for it like he was addicted, he wanted it more and more of Sophie, to him she was like a drug. A limited edition drug that he could only have for a few weeks and he wanted to make sure he made the most of it.

A deadly silence fell over the cabin one day, no one had anything to say to one another and the boredom lay thick in the air.

"Ya know what" Mick suddenly said making Sophie jump. "I've decided since this whole deals almost over I want to take you somewhere, anywhere your choice just in case this ends badly for you" His words made Sophie's heart jump to her throat. Was he really considering killing her? Did he want her to pick somewhere that would be the last place she would see before being brutally murdered?

"Are you really thinking it will? After all this are you still contemplating murdering me?" She stuttered terrified for her life but also feeling the stab of betrayal, she had given him everything she had, had it really not changed his mind towards her?

"I haven't decided and I always like to be prepared so I thought you know just in case" She hated how he said it; she hated how his voice sounded like he was doing her a favour. It made her blood boil with anger.

"Well" she spat "Since I may be dead in a few days I want to see the wolf creek crater considering that's where I was heading before all this bullshit started" Mick could sense her anger, he couldn't understand why, he thought he was being nice, he thought it was a nice gesture.

"God I dont't understand women why were they always so confusing" he thought to himself.

The sun burnt brightly as Sophie gazed at the breathtaking view; she was sat on a high bank of the edge of the canon in between Mick's legs, his arms wrapped protectively around her chest. She had never seen anything so beautiful she had waited for years to see this and now Mick had made it possible. She leaned back into him feeling the most relaxed she'd ever been even Mick's rifle by his side didn't seem to bother her. If Mick wanted to kill her now that would be fine she would be happy to die here looking at this view. Mick inhaled deeply into her hair, having the heavenly smell deeply imprinted into his mind, a smell that would last forever.

"Mick, are you seriously still thinking about killing me? After everything" Sophie asked bluntly.

"I dunno I ain't decided yet"

"Why? How can you not have decided? I thought you were a man of your word you said if I make you happy and do a good job I can go"

"I am I man of my word" He growled. "I was trying to be nice, it was supposed to be a nice gesture that I could take you somewhere you've always wanted just in case"

"Why! Why are you still indecisive?" She yelled in an angry tone.

"Because you're challenging everything" He yelled back "I was happy going about my business killing whoever I wanted, lone ranger, Mick Taylor pig shooter and outback legend then you come along trying to change all that" Sophie turned around and gave him a puzzled look.

"What do you mean?"
"I've never changed my fucking mind about anything alright, I pick someone and they're good as dead, you're changing that and I don't fucking like it"

"It's alright to change" she whispered putting a hand on his arm. Mick stood up and slung his gun over his shoulder.
"Come on, I want to show you something"