Dance with the Enemy by Rob Sinclair

Author:Rob Sinclair [Sinclair, Rob]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bloodhound Books

Chapter Thirty-Three

‘Listen to me, Frank, those other two are loose cannons. They’re uncontrollable. You should hear the things they’re saying outside of this room. They want you dead, Frank. They honestly believe you can’t help us and they want you dead. Because killing you is a much easier solution than just giving you back. You have to tell us what we need.’

Modena had his head down and his eyes closed. He could hear the words being spoken to him and recognised that they were from the slight man – the kind one – but his brain was a few seconds behind in processing them. The lack of food and water and the increasing physical and mental torture were quickly taking their toll. Sounds were more like echoes in his head. He was never quite sure whether he was awake or asleep. The one thing he was sure about was the pain. Each time the big man or Selim was in the room with him, the pain they inflicted was all too real.

Youssef Selim. Modena had long been aware of the man. His reputation. Not just as a terrorist but as a sadist. The stories of his victims were many and varied. He claimed to be a jihadist, but other than his religion and hatred for Westerners he shared little of the ideology of what most people would associate with Islamic extremists. He brokered arms deals. He trained terrorists for profit. He was, essentially, a capitalist. A capitalist with a penchant for inflicting pain and misery upon others.

Modena knew what they were asking of him. What he couldn’t understand was why the information was of any interest to Selim. And that was what worried him most. Because Selim seemed intent on only one thing: hurting Modena. And so even if he was able to give the information they wanted, would that really stop Selim?

‘Frank, are you listening to me?’

Modena groaned and tried to lift his head, but then hung it down again.

‘Money,’ he slurred. ‘You can take it all. Just don’t let him hurt me anymore.’

‘It’s not money they want from you, Frank. Don’t you understand that? They’re already getting money for this. That’s why they’re doing it. They’ll get paid, but only if you give them what they want. That information is worth a lot of money. But if you don’t give it to them then it’s all over. All over for them. All over for you. All over for me.’

Modena shook his head. He wasn’t sure how long it had been since Selim was last in the room with him, a few hours maybe, but the pain was still coursing through his entire body. At the tips of eight of his fingers the metal nails remained, dug deep into his flesh. The fingernails had been torn clean off the other two when Selim tried to hammer in the nail. Surprisingly, when Modena focused on them, those two seemed to be less painful than the others. But the throbbing in

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