Maxine Stone's New Life
Copyright© 2011 by carniegirl
Chapter 364
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 364 - Maxine stone is a retired Air Force Noncom trying to get by in a small town. Her new life is filled with small characters and minor adventures.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Fa/ft Ma/Ma Consensual Reluctant Coercion Gay BiSexual Heterosexual Mystery Oral Sex Anal Sex Masturbation Fisting Transformation Prostitution
Grabbing up the thug wasn't hard at all. People prepare for all kinds of things that they expect might happen. Then they have that moment of indecision, when something out of the ordinary happens to them. Such is the case when you slip into your car and an only slightly attractive woman puts a pistol through the window and into your ear canal. When she tells you not to move, almost to a man, you don't move.
It especially is disconcerting if a young man with a large bowie knife slips into the front seat beside you as well. I did a quick turn around to care for the bicycles. Simon's bicycle got locked and hidden, but I rode mine after the car. I could probably have made it to the abandoned factory first, but I knew that would just look so wrong.
Simon and the thug of the day got to the abandoned factory provided by Olivia ahead of me. The thug was in his thirties, so not a lot older than Simon. I tried to decide who would be the best to break him, Because of their closeness in age it seemed reasonable that Simon could empathize better with him. That made me the crazy torturer. Nobody really liked doing that kind of thing, but I knew it would washed off me much easier than the people around me.
When I entered the large factory workroom, Simon had the thug tied to a chair. He had been trying to bond with him. Just to make that easier, I walked in and knocked the thug over with a quick jab to his chest which might have been enough to crack a rib, I placed it away from his heart just in case he had weak bones.
Not only did the chair fall over it slide a few feet along the floor. I had put maybe a little more in it that I intended. Simon set the man upright and whispered something to him. Simon knew his job and was trying to show empathy.
"Maxine, give him a chance to cooperate before you injure him. You might not have to cause him pain. He might be willing to talk." Simon said to me.
"Did you give him a chance to talk?" I asked.
"Yes," Simon answered looking away.
"Good, then what did he tell you?" I asked laughing at Simon.
"At least give him a chance," Simon said. He seemed to be be on the thug's side.
Simon and I had prepared the place for use earlier. In addition to the chair and the ropes used to secure the thug, we had brought in a six foot electrical extension cord.
I allowed the thug to watch me put on a pair of thick dish washer's rubber household gloves. I had picked orange ones, even though I could have bought less garish ones. I also allowed him watch me make a couple of probes. I attached one to each leg of the circuit. The circuit was formed from the extension cord, once I had cut the female end off and stripped the insulation back.
In Spanish I said, "I am going to ask you some questions. You are going to answer me until I am satisfied, or until you are dead. Either outcome is satisfactory with me, because there are others who know what you know. Do we understand each other?"
He spit at me. A righteous thing to do, but extremely stupid given his present position. I hit him with the electricity. I was rewarded with the sight of him dancing in his chair like a teenager at a rock concert. I withdrew the current and then gave him a second to calm down before I asked again. "Do you understand." that time he just nodded. I hit him with the current again. The second one was very short.
"When I ask you a question answer me with words, so that we don't have any mis communications. Do you understand it is talk or die?"
"Yes, I understand," he said.
"Where does your boss have Williams hidden?" I asked.
"I don't know," he replied tentatively.
"Is there something else you need to tell me?" I asked. He just shook his head.
I hit him with the power again. I did it because he was being evasive, but also because I had no idea how dependable the power grid in the factory was. I needed to do the work with it as quickly as possible.
"I think there is," I said after the charge ended.
"Tell her man," Simon suggested to the thug as if he cared.
"Nobody has seen Williams. All we know is the boss said that he had Williams. I think after the man went missing, the boss had someone break into his hotel room and steal his shit. Then the boss just showed his shit to the company where he worked. He is trying to scam them. I think."
"So if he knew Williams was gone, he knows who has him?" I asked.
"I think maybe someone saw him get taken, and told the boss about it," the thug suggested.
"Who would that be?" I asked. "Did someone at the restaurant change his story to help out your boss?"
"Maybe, you should ask him?" he suggested.
"Simon tie this gentleman up I'm going to take him for a ride. Make sure you get any cell phones or anything like that he has on him. We want him out of touch at least a few hours.
Simon and I left him about ten miles from town. We left him inside the bathhouse of a campground with no money and no communications devices. Oh I'm sure he got back rather quickly, but it had to be at least a little inconvenient. It allowed us to get to the restaurant and interview the people who saw Williams get picked up.
Olivia met us at the restaurant. She had the folders. We reinterviewed the people who were working that day and learned that no one saw anything. I knew better. Someone tipped off the gangster, so that he had time to grab William's shit from his room. That made it possible for him to try to scam the company for whom Williams worked.
Olivia managed to get the waiters and bus people together and I talked to them. "In ten minutes I am going to look into all your lives. One of you has come into some money from Esposito and I'm sure you spent some of it or banked it. We are going to find that money and then we are going to prosecute you to the fullest, because you are risking that man's life. Trust me by the end of the day, one of you is going to prison. Now is your only chance to avoid that."
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