By mid-day Steve had enough of the chores and with no sign of me he went to clean up and headed to the office where he knew I should hopefully be fast asleep on the couch, it took him about twenty minutes to get there since the traffic was bad due to the downpour during the night, but he parked up and headed up to the offices. He called on me several times and walking into the main area he saw the bottle of water on the floor and sensed something wasn't right; he checked the offices and then noticed the white paper on his desk and headed in with his hand on his gun. He picked up the paper and read the note.

'4pm Pali Highway Ridgeline – come alone'

Steve immediately recognised the writing as WoFat's and called HPD to find out who was on duty last night, he didn't like the answer he got and went to check the CCTV footage that showed everything that had happened.

"Oh god….Sadie what the hell did you walk into?"

He saw I had no option but to surrender and clenched his teeth as he saw the punch I took to the face, to be honest he was impressed I was still standing after it since he had been hit by the same guy and nearly went down. He scanned the rest of the CCTV and got no leads, it was now just after 3pm and the Pali Highway was over ten kilometres long, I could be getting dropped off anywhere along the ridgeline and all my kit and phone were on the desk in his office.

"Sadie, come on girl where are you?" he whispered.

I had screamed loudly the first time they put the lights on, the room was covered in spiders and they were massive, dangerous looking and some I knew were poisonous as hell; I heard them laugh behind the screens and I closed my eyes and sucked it back up as much as possible as I felt them crawl over my legs and feet. Next thing I know is a strange hissing noise and the light flashes on to show the room is now clear of the spiders, what the hell was going on? I saw small holes open up around the room and I am suddenly drenched in ice cold water as my head is held in place my an enforcer who holds me from behind, I gasped at first reaction to the water and slowly managed to relax my body to go with the flow. I had been trained to endure water torture but experiencing it first hand was not the highlight of my day and the secondary punch I received to the face stung like a bastard. I don't know how long I managed to hold together but when the door opened I knew I was in trouble. WoFat walked in and smiled at me as I sat on the metal chair soaking wet from my impromptu shower, half of my face was swollen and my shoulder I had wounded a couple of months ago was at an awkward angle again from being bent out of shape – that was going to hurt being put back in.

"I see the trick with the spiders only made your resolve stronger, not to worry though as I can always bring them back in an up close and personal sort of way; but I need information regarding Shelburne and where he or she is – you have this information and I will get it out of you one way or another!"

I glared at him through my wet fringe and spat at him.

"Go to hell!" I hissed.

His enforcer pulled me up and held me against the wall as he tied my hands to the metal cuffs hanging from the wall half way up, I tried to break free but was thrown onto the floor in a puddle of water by the muscle, I tried to twist out of his grip and was held down by WoFat's foot to my throat; I glared up at him and tried flexing my feet to unbalance him.

"You will give me all the information I want to know Sarah, or I will be even more creative than you can possibly imagine and I can guarantee you that it will be most unpleasant!"

He was balancing as I was bucking off the floor, trying too keep him off guard.

"Do your worst you sick son of a bitch, you are getting nothing out of me!" I hissed.

My eyes grew wide as I saw the metal rod being pulled from behind him, I looked up at the enforcer who took the metal rod and put in into the puddle behind me; just as WoFat released his foot off my neck I tried to get out of the way but felt the searing pain of an electric shock go down the full length of my body and I screamed.

It was after 4pm and Steve was based with hidden support on the Pali Highway, he had taken the high ground and tried to spot anything and everything suspicious on the massive length of the ridgeway; it was a nearly impossible task due to the time and traffic that was hitting the area on a Saturday afternoon. The leader of SWAT had checked in with him and they were doing the rounds of the local fields in case I had been dropped off close by and was making my way out of the area on foot. The message had also told him that all lines of communication would be intercepted and if he involved any of his team then I would be killed immediately; he didn't like that and knew that I was unable to do anything due to being faced with a demand of the same kind.

"Commander we have a sighting of a lone figure walking through the fields – moving to intercept two clicks to your location – spotter confirms it's Corporal McGregor!"

Steve ran back to his truck and slams on the accelerator as he does a full 180 and goes down the empty track that leads to the farmland where SWAT are monitoring, he can hear over the radio that a EMS unit has been requested and he slips off the main track and goes straight through the dry fields towards the GPS locator mark.

I had been released about an hour ago and dumped out the back of the truck by the enforcer who was now missing an eye for his attempt to rape me in the back of the truck, I managed to rough him up and take the eye before he did anything more than slap me about and rip my shirt but I got a few blows to the head that was making my headache seem like I had a full orchestra in my skull. I staggered over the loose dry earth and heard a heavy vehicle come along the pathway in front of me, I hoped to hell this was either a farmer or one of the random HPD patrols that checked this area – I stopped as I spotted the SWAT Humvee and landed on my knees in the dirt. They had seen me and were filing out of the vehicle as they made a beeline to my location, I could hear them shouting on me, telling me to keep awake as they took in the state I was in. The unit medic crashed down beside me and pressed the gauze to the immediate head wound I had received from inside the van, it didn't hurt anymore and I was supported from behind by another unit member as my faculties were checked and I was asked basic questions to check for a concussion. I could hear the EMS coming down the road and I was helped up and supported along the pathway to where they stopped and pulled out the lumbar chair and put me down on it, I tried to shove them off me and was strapped in by two of the unit so I could get checked out – the poor EMS got a fright as I pulled out the eyeball from inside my shirt where I kept the relic in my bra – I grabbed an evidence bag the SWAT leader gave me and they put it on ice for me before it melted.

Within minutes I was layered in gauze around my hands and wrists, my head was double padded and they noticed the deep purple bruises across my stomach from the kicks and cattle prod contacts – I shoved them off and untangled myself from the chair.

"Corporal you need treatment and we are under orders to take you to hospital, whether that be conscious or unconscious is up to you! Commander McGarrett is on his way, he'll be here within moments!" the leader of SWAT yelled at me as he stopped me from walking.

"You have a concussion Corporal and I know the signs of abuse, you need checked out after an ordeal like this – you know this!" he hissed in my ear.

I looked at him and nodded, he immediately knew I was more angry that hurt at this time and I was fighting back the scream I had in the base of my stomach; he was ex-navy himself and had served with Steve in the SEALS – he knew well what I had been subjected too and was surprised I was holding it together so well. A loud screech and a cloud of dust settled over the EMS as Steve came running up to where we were and stopped dead as he saw the state I was in. My shirt was ripped and you could clearly see my bra, my skin was covered in new bruises and the deeper marks of contact burns – I staggered as I blinked and shook off the black spots around my vision and bent over to throw up. The paramedic got to me first and supported me as I retched again; the leader of SWAT nodded to McGarrett and took him to one side as he showed her the photos from the paramedics.

"Commander she needs to get checked out at the hospital, we both know the signs of the abuse her body is showing and she is somehow still standing – get her checked in!" the leader whispered as I stood swaying slightly.

"I'm not going to hospital, take me to Max instead – please?" I whispered.

Steve looked at me and then nodded, he alerted EMS that he would take me himself to the doctor and they passed phone details if anything should go wrong and need help. He let me walk alone to the car and I slowly got in the back seat and bit back the groan as he sped off down the hill towards the main highway slip again. He kept looking back in the mirror at me, I was a mess on the outside and he didn't know how bad I was in the inside; knowing WoFat my first introduction with him had been violent and he never wanted that for any of his family – he tried to call on me a few times but guessed that I had just shut down to conserve energy until I could sleep off the pain and begin to heal.