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Chapter 5

Death would feel good!

Stephen put his hands on Sonya’s shoulders. Let’s go Sonya. Seeing her
situation she stands up and leaves with Stephen. As they leave he orders
his men to take him and lock him up. Stepehen’s home was beautiful. But
below it was basement built for many methods of torture. They drove in
the garage and got ready for bed. Mike was strip searched and beaten in
the side bruising his ribs. He bent over in great pain. Mike was cuffed
and chained inside the cell. He pushed himself up and looked around the
cold basement. It looked like a jail with the steel cold bars that held
him prisoner.
Kathy had called Mike’s place but she  could not reach him for three
days in a row. She pulls up to Mike’s place to check for notes or clues
where he might be. She opens his door and notices that he had not packed
for a trip. So where ever he was it must be unplanned. Kathy turns on
his computer to check for the latest web sights he might been in the
last few days. As she goes down the list she finds a very interesting
web sight on the net. “Selling security on the Net” was what it used for
a title. She grabbed a pen and wrote down the web address and turned the
computer.
Stephen and his muscle men Followed Sonya down to the basement. Sonya
acted really relaxed. She irreverently leaned against the bars of Mike’s
cell as she ate a can of peanuts. Mike thought she was doing a great job
of relaxing and hiding her true feelings. She was doing such a good job
that he began to doubt that she was his friend. Stephen’s men entered
the cell followed by Stephen. He made Sonya come in to watch as he asked
Mike what he knew about their operation. Stephen wrapped a leather cord
around Mike’s neck keeping him from breathing. Sonya thought he was
going to kill Mike right there. Then he released him and questioned him
again. His men dropped Mike. He fell almost lifeless to the floor on his
side. Stephen kicked him in the ribs so hard that it knocked the breath
out of him. Mike could not breath for a little while. Then he coughed up
some blood. He looked up to Sonya with a pleading face. But Sonya gave
Mike a cold look. Stephen watched Sonya closely as he asked Mike several
questions and then they beat him again. Mike looked up at her but she
ignored him and continued eating her peanuts. Mike was so weak now that
they removed his chains.
Stephen laughed. Sonya is my favorite partner in my running this plan of
the operation. See Mike she loves money, and so do I. An evil grin ran
across his face. Tomorrow Sonya is going to prove her loyalty to me by
killing you. You picked the wrong friend Mike. He turns to leave. Sonya,
I want you to stay here and see the fun. Take care of him. Stephen
smiled and left. They punched him in the stomach. Then they kicked his
face. His mouth bled. A cut opened over his right eye. They brought out
several tools of torture which they used on him. Mike looked up to Sonya
again. Help me Sonya, he begged. Stephen listened to them from his room
on his closed circuit tv. They kicked his stomach until he coughed and
sucked in deep gasps for air as he laid coughing on the floor. They hit
his face with metal policeman pipes. Then they stepped back. Sonya came
up to his face. She pulled him up to her face. Sonya was surprised to
see his face was beaten up so bad. She pushed back her feelings for him.
She swallowed hard and detached her emotions the best way the could. She
gave an evil smirk. Hey Mike don’t ever trust a hooker. She laughed at
him. I look forward to tomorrow. Again you will be all mine to do with
as I will. See you then. There was anger in her eyes. She pushed him
down and walked off. As Stephen listened he was pleased. Then he turned
off the tv and smiled big. He sighed and said, What a great future.
Mike had never felt so hurt in his life. Sonya had really gotten to him.
Being the agent that he was he had been trained to watch the people
around him. Guard against the enemy. But most of all guard your heart.
But Sonya had hit his weak spot. He found out now at what seemed to be
the end that Sonya was his weakness, and she had betrayed him. He
thought how strange. Now he wanted to die. And it was only fitting that
Sonya pulled the trigger of the gun that would kill him. He laid on the
floor and he wished for death to come and take him from this misery that
he suffered. To Mike this was worse than death or someone stabbing him
in the back with a knife. He felt hopeless. He knew that his love for
her was so deep that he would never hurt her. But she had broken his
heart. If she would have stabbed him in the stomach it would have felt
better than this he thought. He felt like Samson and Delilah in the
Bible. Sonya was his Delilah and now he was so weak.
It was hard for her to sleep that night. She was in a nice expensive
bed. But she just could not get comfortable. When she dozed off she had
a dream of Michael. Memories of when they were alone together and so in
love. She had never felt so much love before she met Mike. She could not
believe she gave up that love for money. Some how the money seemed so
worthless to her now. When she woke she felt her heart breaking. She
buried her head in her pillow and cried. Oh my God, what have I done? I
can’t believe I have betrayed the only man I have ever cared about. She
got up out of bed crying bitterly. Sonya could not see where she was
going because of her tear filled eyes. She looked in the drawer of the
end table. And pulled out a pistol. She checked to see that it was
loaded.  Tears streamed from her face. She pulled back the trigger. I
love you Michael. She closed her eyes tight and put the barrel of the
gun in her mouth. She knew now she could never kill Michael. Her heart
was so hurt that she felt like death would feel good at this point. Her
body shook as she told her self good bye!





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