Chapter 13: Free at Last

Amy freed her hands. She cuffed Alexander’s wrists behind his back and his ankles together. With the keys and gun in her hand, she searched the house for her clothes. They were nowhere to be found.

She returned to Alexander who was now moaning on the floor. She kicked him in the face. Blood spurted from Alexander’ nose. Amy hoped that she had broken it. “Where the fuck are my clothes?” she growled. When Alexander didn’t respond, she kicked him in the balls. “I said. Where are my clothes?” She grabbed Alexander’s testicles and twisted as hard as she could.

He screamed, which brought a smile to Amy’s face. “I burned them.” he finally replied.

“Well, too goddamn bad for you.” Amy snarled. “ Now its your turn to strip.”

Amy pulled off Alexanders shoes and socks. The pants were locked above the cuffs. Amy pondered for a while. She uncuffed one leg and recuffed the other to his hands. She pulled off the pants and his underpants from the free leg. She repeated the process for the other leg.

Alexander feebly tried to kick at her. It earned him another whack in the face, this time from one of his shoes. She grabbed his gun and shoved the barrel up his ass. “One more move or sound from you and I pull the trigger.” Amy threatened.

Holding the gun in place, Amy removed his shirt in the same fashion as she had removed his pants and underwear. When he was completely naked with his hands locked behind his back, Amy rolled him over on his back.

He lay on the floor staring at her as she put on his shirt. Still naked form the waist below, she squatted over Alexander’s upturned face. She locked her knees around his head and began to piss. Her stream splattered over his face and up his nose. He opened his mouth to protest only to have it too filled.

She got up and kicked him in the groin once more. Alexander retched.

Amy turned his face and forced it into the vomit. “Eat it all or I will blow a hole in your ass so big that it will come out of your throat.” Alexander licked the floor before Amy could kick him again.

Amy pulled on Alexander’s trousers. She looked like a clown, but she was dressed. She took the laptop and gun and unlocked the front door.

Seeing no one outside, she slipped out locking the door behind her. A car was sitting in the driveway. She inspected her key ring and found the ignition key. Once she got her bearings, she drove straight to the American Embassy.

The Marine guard recognized her from the photo. She was ushered into the cultural attaché’s office where she was shocked to find her father. She told her story to an amazed duo. She handed her father Alexander’s laptop and identified the location of the house where they could find him.

George hugged Amy. He told her that she was incredible courageous and that he was so proud of her. He asked if she knew where to find Margaret. She didn’t.

Amy was still angry. Margaret had used her. “Fuck her!” she exclaimed to her father. “She can find her own way. I’m done with her.”

They were interrupted by a Marine guard who informed them that Alexander was in custody and on a plane back to a “secure location” in the United States.

Amy finally said, “ I think I can find Margaret.”

Amy and her father returned to the America House at the Sorbonne. According to an attendant, her old room was still vacant. They approached silently. Amy slipped her key into the lock and quietly unlocked the door.

They found a very surprised Margaret and Marja sitting at Amy’s desk. They both jumped at the unexpected arrival. Margaret launched herself at Amy. Marja joined in a group hug.

“Thank god. I was sure that Alexander had grabbed you again.”, whispered Margaret. “We’ve been trying to crack Alexander’s flash drive and make sense of his dossier. So far, no luck.” she muttered. “We were desperate to find you. We figured that your room at the Sorbonne would be the last place that he would look.”

Margaret looked over at George and threw herself in his arms. “ I’m sorry George. I really screwed the pooch on this one.”

He hugged her back. “Its ok. We got Alexander. Amy took him out.”

Margaret grinned at Amy with astonishment. “I knew you had it in you. I just knew it.” she exclaimed.

Margaret turned to George, “You have to protect Marja. She is a valuable asset. We need to bring her home with us.”

A few days later, the three girls were on a military jet returning to the United States. Marja had enrolled in a very special school thanks to George’s sponsorship. Amy and Margaret returned to their college early. Amy never did find out what was in Alexander’s flash drive nor the dossier. However, she did receive a job offer for when she graduated from college. She and Margaret were going to be working together in the future.

The end?