Chapter 10
Ashley Seaver stood beside her car, and her eyes reddened from weeping; she had managed to contain the tears until she entered the elevator at Quantico carrying her possession in her brown cardboard box.
"Hotch? Senator?" asked a puzzled woman, unsure why they were beside her car.
"We need to talk, Agent Seaver. Please get in the car. We will talk while we drive," Senator Elizabeth Prentiss told the shocked woman.
"Ashley, we will explain everything; please get into the car," Hotch asked, pointing his arm to the town car beside them.
Ashley fastened her seat belt and looked back at Senator Prentiss and her former unit chief. "Would someone like to explain what the hell is going on? I am not having a perfect day, and I need to pack my belongings before I fly to Alaska in the early hours." asked a furious woman
"You're going missing for a few days, Agent Seaver," Hotch divulged,
"I can't. She will surely sack me, Hotch, that bitch sent...sorry... Jareau ensured Spencer would be on a case so he couldn't see me off. I don't know when I will see him again; I can't jeopardise my job..." Ashley halted her tirade when she noticed the Senator and Hotch smirking.
"What?" demanded a furious Ashley
"Ashley, it's Erin Strauss. Don't worry about flying to Alaska. I have altered the dates on your travel orders with a friend at the Anchorage office; they aren't expecting you for another week, but you can't tell anyone, particularly Spencer. Aaron and Elizabeth will explain everything. I know you must be very confused about things. It would be best to make the team, especially since Spencer thinks you have flown to Alaska. I apologise for all the heartache we have caused you, Ashley. I do hope you can forgive us both for all the misery we have caused." Erin Strauss's voice announced through the senator's cellphone speaker
"Forgive us both?" Asked Ashley
"Jennifer and myself, Ashley, Lizzie, will you explain that I need to go to a budget meeting,"
Senator Prentiss ended the call and took pity on the confused woman sitting opposite. " Erin and Jennifer are married," announced the Senator. She laughed at the shocked look on Ashley Seavers's face. Hotch handed his amazed friend an open bottle of water
"Mar...ried?" she managed to stutter in astonishment.
Elizabeth nodded her head in acknowledgement. "They have a beautiful adopted daughter named Yasmin," announced a proud Godmother, handing her cell phone to Ashley with the Strauss-Jareau family photo displayed on the screen
"I need your help protecting JJ and her daughter." Announced Hotch
They noticed how Ashley was still in shock. Hotch proceeded to tell her everything. Ashley regained her composure and listened intently as her two companions filled her in on everything, asking questions occasionally to clarify salient points.
"I still don't see why I can't tell Spencer? he wouldn't let anything slip. He is great at keeping secrets," she inquired of her two companions.
It didn't go unnoticed by Ashley when her two companions shared a guilty glimpse.
"Spencer is the person you can not tell under any circumstances." Elizabeth paused and raised her hand to stall Ashley's objections. "Spencer is the person who has been feeding Barnes her information about Aaron and Elle. We substantiated this when he approached Emily and arranged a meeting with Barnes once you returned from your last case. She made Erin and Jennifer send you to Alaska." explained the senator. "Erin arranged for your team to go to Charlottesville to get Spencer out of the way so we could approach you and ask for your help. Emily is concerned about Jennifer...she asked me to approach you after Barnes made them transfer you to Alaska..." Ashley raised her hand to stop the senator from continuing with a confused look on her face
"Emily, she knows; she attacked JJ after badmouthing Spencer...Wow...that was staged. It looked so realistic," smiled Ashley as she realised that it had been staged
Elizabeth Prentiss smiled at Ashley. "Emily was as shocked as you, Ashley, when we dropped the marriage bombshell on her just a few days ago, and the staged fight was full contact. I think Emily enjoyed slamming Jennifer into her office wall a few times. Emily regrets her subterfuge and any hurt she has caused you, Ashley. She is concerned about her best friend; she is too close, and being such a horrible bitch to you all is taking its toll on her. Jennifer Strauss-Jareau will do anything to protect her Rin and Yasmin," smiled an unusually emotional senator
The blonde agent smiled, took the senator's hand, and waited for her to look at her before answering. "Senator Prentiss, of course, I will help. It makes sense now how my friend could turn into an evil snow queen overnight," Ashley replied, squeezing the senator's hand.
"Call me Elizabeth, please, Ashley," smiled Elizabeth Prentiss
Hotch cleared his throat to get everyone's attention. "Ashley, complete your packing and call me, and I will send a car to pick you up. Act as usual with Spencer, send him a message and leave a voicemail on his cell phone. You will suffer a severe bout of laryngitis, so you will only communicate with Spencer by text or email as you have lost your voice. Any questions?" he asked
"No, drop me back home, and I will get started; it should only take me a few hours," she answered.
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"Thank you, Aaron," yawned Ashley, taking the offered coffee mug
She had finished reviewing everything Hotch had received from Senator Prentiss and Section Chief Strauss about Jennifer Strauss-Jareau's time in Afghanistan.
"Mossad trained," exclaimed Ashley as she leaned back in her chair, "That explains a lot; you wouldn't believe that Jennifer Jareau was capable of that," she pointed to the file she had read about her friend's accomplishments in Afghanistan and Pakistan.
Hotch nodded, agreeing, "Yeah, I thought Emily's accomplishments with Interpol were outstanding taking down Valhalla. Ian Doyle was one mean son of a bitch. Jennifer and her team put down some dangerous terrorists and significantly damaged their cash flow when they destroyed their poppy fields and infrastructure; they are only beginning to recover from that. We have two very daunting and accomplished agents that C.V's read more like spies than federal agents." Mused Hotch
Hotch's cell phone beeped, indicating he had received a message. He rubbed his tired face as he read his message.
' Need to meet you tomorrow. I have discovered some disturbing rumblings about our Persian princess and Zaba. Be in your local. PM tomorrow will message again to arrange the location. Have you contacted Ash? Stay safe, Zeh.'
"What?" Asked Ashley when she noticed the look of concern on his face.
He handed over his cell phone so she could read the message, "Who is Zaba? I take it the Persian princess is Yasmin?" Enquired Ashley with a yawn
"Erin and Jennifer call Yasmin their Persian princess. Zaba is JJ's Hebrew first name. She saved the life of her friend in Palestine. Her family honoured her with the name. The message is from her friend Zehira. Elizabeth asked for her father's help, and he unofficially sent his daughter to the States. We have spoken a few times. She was running down some things. It seems she has uncovered something." He explained with a yawn. Looking at the time, he sighed, "Let's get some sleep, Ashley. It's 03:55 in the morning. We need some sleep. I have made up the spare bedroom for you while you are pretending to be in Alaska," smiled Hotch
"Thanks, Aaron. I don't know if I can sleep. I have too much going on in my head now," she answered with a sad smile.
"Reid?" He asked
With a nod, she followed him to his spare bedroom.
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"Hey, Mama, the dentist said I had perfect teeth," Yasmin smiled, giving Mama her best puppy dog eyes she knew she couldn't say no to, "Can we stop and have ice cream before you drop me back at school?" She asked
Smiling at her daughter's antics, JJ nodded, agreeing, "Just don't tell your mom, or she will kill me," she laughed as she took her daughter's hand.
"Love you, Mama. We can go to that ice cream parlour you like in the mall," JJ said, pulling her daughter into her side as they walked towards her Range Rover.
Driving towards the mall, she felt she was being followed. Her well-honed sense was blaring in her head. She took the next turn and checked her rearview mirror. After a few lane changes and late turns, she decided it was nothing and just put her feelings down to her paranoia. Glancing at her daughter, she noticed her looking out the window, unconcerned, not a worry in the world. Having two federal agents as mothers, she was used to never going anywhere by the direct route.
Walking towards the mall entrance after parking, she held Yasmin's hand, talking about what flavour of ice cream they were both going to get when she glimpsed a woman filming her on her cell phone, trying to look inconspicuous, to the untrained eye it wouldn't have seemed like anything to worry about to JJ it made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. She glanced casually at a camera's telephoto lens from a delivery van parked unloading stuff.
"Don't run, sweetheart, just quicken your pace and don't look back, just act normal," JJ calmly told her daughter as she walked into the mall entrance, her eyes on a swivel, quickly assessing the situation. She identified three other couples trying to look like they weren't watching them.
Knowing the mall layout well from frequent shopping trips with Erin and Yasmin, a plan was formulated in her mind. She needed to distance herself from her new friends and hide Yasmin to keep her safe. She would lead them away. 'Damn,' she thinks when she notices the butt of a concealed weapon sticking out from a man's waistband, turning away from her.
"When we round the corner, we run. Keep hold of my hand, sweetheart," she told her daughter. Yasmin gently squeezed her hand in acknowledgement.
Mother and daughter camly rounded the corner, "Run!" announced JJ as she started to run
pulling her daughter along with her. After a few minutes, they had weaved through a few stores and ended up in a storage area in a maintenance area behind the main mall corridor. Breathing strenuously, JJ knelt beside her daughter and kissed her forehead. Pushing her frightened daughter into a recessed alcove, she slides a few boxes in front, obscuring her. "I am going to lead them away from you, Yasmin. Please don't come out unless you recognise them or they are a police officer, but remember to check the police officer's identity. I love you so much, my sweet Persian princess," choked JJ.
"I'm frightened. Mama, stay hide with me,"
Her heart was breaking as she looked at her terrified daughter. Pulling her knife from her right ankle holster, she demonstrated to Yasmin how the flick knife operated. Retracting the blade, she handed it to her daughter.
"If they find you, sweetheart, don't move. Make them pull you out. When they are close enough, repeatedly jab the knife into their hand, arms, and legs and keep yourself pressed against the back wall. What do you do with the knife as you pull it out?" asked her mother
"Twist it. I remember what Auntie Zehira taught me, Mama," she smiled weekly at her mother.
"I will lead them in the opposite direction," kissing her daughter's cheek, she stood and pulled out her holstered Glock. "I love you so much, Yasmin Strauss-Jareau," tears started to fall from her blue eyes as she turned and left her daughter hiding. She hid her weapon from sight and walked back out into the central mall.
Quickly surveying the crowd, she identified six probable targets, all literally with eyes locked on her. She looks directly at the closest two and smiles at them.
"He's got a gun!" she yelled as she took her Glock out, aimed it down at the planter she stood beside, and fired four times. Bedlam instantly ensued after she opened fire, and everyone started running for their nearest exit. Ripping a baseball cap from a man who bumped into her, she quickly covered her blonde hair and joined the crowd rushing toward the door.
"Get her. We will locate the girl," the man shouted as he strode in the opposite direction.
Running with the crowd, JJ pulled her cell phone from her belt and started to call for help, but her phone was knocked from her hand and lost in the mele of fleeing shoppers.
"Shit!"
JJ raises her weapon when she is hit in her back by a solid rubber bullet blasted from a mini launcher. The impact of the rubber bullet propelled her onto the mall floor, her head bouncing off the floor, exploding in pain and making her feel queasy seeing stars. Nearing the exit, she notices a woman scanning the crowd and approaching the door calmly.
Two assailants instantly pick up the groggy blonde by her arms and start moving her through the door. Feeling a gun pressed into her side, "Where is the girl?" she asked.
"I don't recollect," she stammered.
A van pulls up beside them, its side door open. JJ is grabbed and slammed to the floor, a hood pulled over her head, her arms plastic cuffed behind her back, and her ankles cuffed to the eye bolts in the van floor. Feeling a sharp prick in her neck, everything starts to go black as she succumbs to the drugs she has just been given.
"They have located the girl," announced the woman as she closed the side door, "Drive!" she banged on the outside door.
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Following the direction they had seen the blonde agent appear, they scanned the area for the daughter. The maintenance area wasn't huge, but they couldn't loiter for long after their target's surprise move, screaming he's got a gun and firing her weapon, causing mass hysteria among the shoppers. Security had no doubt summoned the police.
Strolling into the service area, they slowly scanned the room, looking for hiding places. Noticing the three boxes, he points to his finger and indicates for his friend to move towards them. Picking up a discarded soda can, he threw it at the wall. The sudden sound made Yasmin jump and cry out in fright.
"Got you. Your mother, Berezira, can't wait to see you, Yasmin Akhtar," the man smirked as he pushed the boxes away to reveal the cowering girl.
"We have her," announced the woman over her. Cell: "On the way to you with the package," she informed her team and ended the call with a smirk.
Grabbing her arm, they tried to pull Yasmin from her hiding place. Remembering what Mama had told her, she flicked the switch on the flick knife in her right hand. The blade sprung from the handle, and Yasmin plunged the knife into the back of the hand, holding her left arm in a vice-like grip. Twisting the knife as she pulled it out, her attacker screamed and instantly let go of her. She pushed herself back against the wall.
"No! Get off me!" screamed Yasmin as she was grabbed
She was being dragged out from her alcove by her ankles. She tried kicking her legs, trying to free herself, but failed. They maintained a tight hold no matter how much she struggled.
"Let the girl go now!" yells Ashley with her Glock pointed at the female holding Yasmin
Pulling Yasmin up, she pulls her in front of her to use the terrified girl as a shield, placing her gun in the young Afghani's temple.
'Bang, Bang!' two shots ring out.
Yasmin suddenly dropped to the floor. As she felt the woman's hold on her loosen, she jumped at the sound of the two bullets. Ashley fired her weapon, hitting the woman twice in her right shoulder, causing her to drop her gun.
"On the floor now!" ordered Hotch, satisfied his two bullets had killed the other UnSub
"Hi, sweetheart. Are you uninjured?" Ashley inquired about the petrified girl
Wiping her tears away, she smiled at Ashley and nodded. "Your name is Ashley Seaver. Mama has told me all about you," she smiled. "Where is Mama?" asked the frightened girl.
"They took her. I am sorry, Yasmin. We observed her walking away from the crowd back into the store, so we followed her when we noticed they didn't have you." she smiled as she pointed to the bleeding woman sprawled cuffed on the floor.
"This is all my fault. I wanted ice cream..." cried Yasmin. " Mom is going to hate me.
Ashley hugged her and kissed her on the top of her head. "Stop that; this is not your fault, Yasmin; your Mom will be happy your safe." she comforted the girl.
"Let's get Yasmin back to Quantico. Elizabeth is dealing with them. Police and ambulance are en route three minutes out. You take care of Yasmin. I will phone Emily en route and have her meet us out front with security," Announced Hotch as he walked over.
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Reading her latest file, Emily answers her cell phone without checking the caller display.
"Bastards!" yelled Emily, pulling her Glock from her desk drawer as she stood and cocked her weapon to the surprise of her colleagues in the bullpen. Running towards the elevator bank, she yells, "Morgan and Rossi, weapons now and follow me. Reid, get Strauss down here now! Tell her it's Yasmin,"
Morgan stared at the back of his partner in shock. He grabbed his weapon from his desk drawer and joined Rossi as he ran out of his office. The gun was drawn, and they ran to catch their friend. He was arriving beside Emily as the Elevator doors opened.
"What is going on, Emily?" quizzes Rossi.
Turning around to look at the two men in the elevator car, they both notice her dark brown eyes are almost black, anger oozing from the woman. She looks ready to shoot the first.
Person to annoy her.
"Not now, Dave. Later, I promise when I know she is safe," Answered Emily in a tone that indicated to the others that this conversation was over. The remainder of the descent to the lobby was done in utter silence. The only noise was tapping her foot on the elevator floor, trying to get the elevator to go faster somehow.
Met in the lobby by uniformed security, they rush out of the main doors as a black SUV pulls up. The uniformed guard forms a protective ring around the car.
"Aunty Emily!" screamed Yasmin as she launched herself at her new aunt from the car. Holding the shivering girl tightly, she starts walking inside with the girl supporting her as they walk. "Let's get you to your Mom, sweetheart. I love you," Emily whispered into her ear as they walked.
Morgan and Rossi observe the pretty young girl hugging Emily; both agents are shocked when they see Hotch and Ashley join the group. "Hotch, Ashley, would someone mind telling me what's going on?" asked Derek Morgan, perplexed
"Aunt Emily, Mama made me hide and led them away. They have her," announced the upset girl
Looking at Ashley and Hotch, she watches them both nod, answering her unasked question about JJ. They don't have her. Her worst-case scenario was now in play. Her heart dropped, remembering Barnes and her threat to JJ.
'If she gets injured or dies, you are a dead woman, Linda Barnes, consequences be damned,' Emily told herself as she comforted Yasmin.
Arriving on the BAU floor, Emily escorts Yasmin to her Mama's office, whispering into her ear, trying to console the upset girl. She could feel the eyes of her team watching them, no doubt wondering what was going on and who this girl was.
"Yasmin, sweetheart!" screamed Erin Strauss as she jumped through the still-opening elevator doors
"Mom, oh mom, it's all my fault. I am sorry," cried Yasmin as she ran into her mother's open arms. Noticing the questioning looks on the faces of her team, Emily guides mother and daughter into JJ's office and closes the door to give them some privacy.
Sitting her daughter down on her wife's office couch, "Oh, no, no, sweetheart, this isn't your fault. Your Mama did it to protect you. You know she will do anything to safeguard you even if it means she will get hurt. We will find her," answered an emotional mother.
Pulling her daughter tight, Erin rests her chin on her head, allowing her tears to tumble.
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Ashley noticed Spencer was looking at her. All confused, he thought she should be en route to Alaska. Rage flared in Ashley as she stomped over to the genius desk. "You have much explaining to do, Mister," growled a furious girlfriend as she pulled him away from the team.
"Ashley, kill him later. Let's bring the team up to speed about everything," announced Hotch
Nodding her head, she glared at her boyfriend one last time. "To be continued, Spencer Reid,"
She prodded him each time she enunciated a word to express her disapproval.
"Conference room. We will explain everything," announced Hotch as he looked at his old team's blank expressions
Ashley walked into the round table room and stood beside Hotch as the team assumed their usual seats around the table. Garcia was the last to enter, closing the door as she entered the room.
"Hotch? What are you doing here, Ashley? I'm confused. What the heck is going on here? Has this got anything to do with Freya?" asked a confused analyst.
Raising his hand to silence the barrage of questions from the team, " An attempt to kidnap JJ and her daughter was made this morning while they went for ice cream. They managed to grab JJ after she concealed Yasmin in a store room. We managed to stop two kidnappers when they found her; one UnSub was shot dead, and the second was hit twice in her right shoulder. She is in surgery and expected to make a full recovery." Hotch paused
Ashley took over the explanation: " Jennifer Jareau is married to Erin Strauss, and they have a fifteen-year-old adopted daughter. Everything going on with our team has been part of a plan for revenge on JJ and Erin by assistant director Linda Barnes for a perceived slight during their time in Afghanistan. Barnes wanted to use Yasmin to acquire an asset in a terrorist cell, and he was a sexual predator. On discovering what she intended, JJ and Erin, with the help of Senator Prentiss, managed to get Yasmin out and back to the States, where they adopted her. Their interference ended Barnes's plan. That ended her possible fast track to the director's office. Her career stagnated overnight. Barnes uncovered Their marriage and formulated her revenge plan by blackmailing them. The exact details aren't important at the moment. All the moves to oust Hotch and place JJ as our unit chief have been directed by Barnes behind the scenes with certain people's assistance," it didn't go unnoticed the deadly glare Ashley was giving Spencer, who looked very uncomfortable. "We don't know who took JJ, but Barnes threatened to let people know about the location of Strauss and JJ." continued Ashley
They spent the next ten minutes bringing the team up to speed with as much pertinent information as they could give them. Some aspects of JJ and Erin's time in Afghanistan were top secret and compartmentalised, requiring higher security clearances than the remaining team members had.
The briefing room was silent after they had listened to Hotch and Ashley explain the current situation. Rossi and Morgan looked ashamed as they sat quietly in their seats. Garcia sits unusually silent, her face pale as she recounts all the nasty things she wished for her missing friend. "Oh my God, I was terrible to her," choked out the pinstriped analyst.
Emily walks through the door, consoling an upset Yasmin. "She wanted to meet her Mama's friends; JJ has told her all about us," announced Emily as she glared at Reid, silently communicating what she would do if JJ were hurt
"Emily, a moment, please," asked her mother.
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Her head felt like she had a thunderstorm in it at present. Her mouth felt parched, and opening her eyes, she found her head covered by a black bag. Trying to move her limbs, she found them securely attached to what felt like a wooden chair. Her whole body felt cold, and she realised she only had her underwear on.
"Arghh!" she cried when a sharp shooting pain exploded across her whole body when the ice-cold water spray slammed against her skin.
"Welcome, Jennifer Jareau. I have been waiting a long time to meet you," announced a heavily accented female voice. The bag over her head was pulled off, revealing an older version of Yasmin glaring evilly at her. She was looking at Yasmin's biological mother, a face she hoped she would never see again.
"Benezra Akhtar," She announced calmly, hiding her fear.
Looking around, she was tied to a stout wooden chair in what looked like a horse stable. She could see three other people, including Linda Barnes, who had a black eye and bruised cheek, making it look like someone had hit her.
"What's up, Linda? Did you fall over?" smirked JJ cruelly
Without uttering a word, Barnes picked up a bucket and walked over to JJ, an evil smile appearing as she approached the bound woman. Shaking the bucket, the broken glass fragments poured onto the floor around her bare feet.
"Think you're so smart, Jennifer Strauss-Jareau? Who is bound to a chair?" she asked in an ominous voice. Lifting each of JJ's feet, she pushed the broken glass under with her boot and pressed her soles down into the glass until blood started to flow.
'ARGH,'
"Tsk, Tsk, What no snappy come back, Jennifer? Erin is going to get you back slice by slice..." Barnes is unexpectedly struck by a female, knocking her to the floor. "Enough, you're lucky you're not dead. You failed to tell us about my niece. We paid you well; this aberrant whore murdered my brother by her hand," she snarled at the prone woman kicking her painfully in her abdomen.
Turning her attention to Jennifer, she brushed her fingers down her cheek and forcefully grabbed her chin, yanking her head back and receiving a gratifying groan."You killed my brother and stole my family's honour, and your falsehoods got my father executed as a collaborator. Your lies caused my family to be ostracised from our tribe, losing all the standing we ever had, marked as a betrayal to be killed on sight. We escaped to the mountains. My mother spent years imagining how to make you pay for your dishonour to our family. We only found out who you both were recently," she smiled and assisted Barnes up from the floor. "Even if she failed to tell us about Yasmin, we uncovered that ourselves whilst we had you both under surveillance," she showed JJ the pictures on her cellphone of her and Erin with Yasmin in the park.
"Leave them out of this!" snapped JJ
"Benesh!" warned the family matriarch.
"You stole my husband and son from me. Your whore will watch your slow and unbearable death, and I will take Yasmin and kill Erin. Your depravity has tainted Yasmin. She will be sold to a slaver." Benezra Akhtar coldly told her as she grabbed her right thumb and pulled it back roughly until she heard a satisfying crack as the bone snapped.
Through gritted teeth, JJ managed, " She is your daughter. Leave her alone; none of this is her fault,"
Two men wheeled in a mobile forge used by the farrier when he visited the stables into her stall and stopped directly in front of the bound agent. The handle of a machete protruded from the glowing coals, the whole blade brilliant red.
"You are nothing but a common thief, and you stole the future of my husband and eldest child when you killed them. We have a straightforward method to deal with thieves, Jennifer. Unfortunately for you, we aren't as practised in doing this as painlessly as a practised swordsman," she laughed evilly.
A rope loop is fastened around her right wrist and pulled tight by two men, foiling its movement.
Banesh Akhtar turned the fan on the forge up, causing the coals to shimmer. She taunted JJ by moving the machete back and forth as she smiled. Linda Barnes starts to set up a tripod with an attached video camera.
"For Erin to watch the entertainment, don't worry, Jennifer, it will be memorable for your, dear wife," gleefully described. "Read it out as written. Do not deviate, or Yasmin and Erin will suffer for your inability to follow orders," lambasted Barnes, enjoying every minute of Jareau's pain and anguish. Turning on a digital recorder, the stall was filled with random ambient noise.
'Read it!'
JJ starts to read from the card, "Rin, I have perpetrated great dishonour against this family, murdered their beloved son and lied about her husband's collaboration with coalition forces. She kidnapped her daughter, sinfully raising her against the teachings of the one true God. I have corrupted their daughter from her true path for my criminal actions. I will suffer for my crimes," JJ read in an emotionless voice, hiding her anguish from her. audience
Pulling the balaclava down to obscure her face, Banesh nods to the men pulling the rope attached to JJ's right hand and, in one swift movement, lifts the glowing machete from the coals of the forge and swings her arm in an easy arc, cutting her right hand off below the wrist.
A blood-curdling scream from JJ is heard for a few seconds before she succumbs to the blackness of unconsciousness, giving her some respite from the searing pain. The stump is cauterised, ensuring all severed blood vessels have been successfully sealed. They didn't want her to bleed to death. They had much more nefarious things planned for the blonde agent.
"Send the video to our friends in Lebanon and have them send it to Section Chief Erin Strauss-Jareau of the Behavioral Analysis unit. I will parcel up a little gift for dear old Erin," snickered Banesh as she positioned her wedding ring on the amputated hand's ring finger.
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