Imminent Threat by Daniel Dick

Author:Daniel Dick [Dick, Daniel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-03-26T16:00:00+00:00

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Sayyid stopped at the entrance to the industrial complex just long enough for Issam to open the gate and let them in.

The complex was scheduled for demolition, the buildings already stripped bare of anything valuable, which meant there were no longer any security guards, only a chain link fence to keep out vagrants.

As they drove through the dark maze of buildings, Sayyid spotted the meat-packing plant up ahead, recognizing its hulking silhouette and the gaping hole that had been cut into its side by one of the salvage companies.

He drove through the hole and into the building’s interior. As the van slowed, Issam jumped out and placed two large sheets of corrugated metal across the opening to conceal the van’s presence.

Looking around, Sayyid noticed the heavy chains and large metal hooks that still hung down from the ceiling. They were parked inside the killing room where the cattle had been electrocuted and bled out before being processed.

“Take him downstairs,” Sayyid ordered.

Sayyid’s men grabbed the journalist from the back of the van. His hands were still tied and his head was covered. They nudged him along, the chipped concrete crunching noisily underfoot as they made their way through what had once been the processing area. Here the meat had been sectioned, trimmed and conveyed to the packers downstairs where the huge walk-in fridges and freezers were located. The heavy insulated doors had been removed, leaving large metal lined rooms. For Sayyid, the seclusion of these rooms provided the perfect setting in which to confront his guest.

When they got to the basement, Issam walked to the far end and removed a blanket that covered a gas-powered generator. He yanked on the machine’s rip-cord, bringing it to life. The noise was obnoxious in the tightly confined space and fumes from the motor had to be vented with a fan.

“Take him into the first cooler and sit him down,” Sayyid ordered Asad. “Remove the gag, but keep the hood in place for now.”

Asad led Stone into one of the larger rooms and sat him down on a fold-out metal chair. The chair sat next to a small card table on which was placed a pad of paper, a pen, and a digital voice recorder. The noise of the generator was reduced to a muscular hum inside the room, and a halogen lamp in the corner, connected to an extension cord, provided plenty of light.

Sayyid entered the room and addressed his captive.

The journalist instinctively moved his covered head toward the sound of Sayyid’s voice.

“You will not be harmed if you cooperate with us. If you try and scream or fight, I cannot be held responsible for the actions of my associates,” he explained in a calm and professional voice. “You understand?”

“Who are you?”

“Do you understand,” Sayyid said, his voice suddenly tinged with the threat of violence.

“Yes, I understand. Who are you? What do you want with me?”

“Be patient Mr. Stone. Try and relax. I will explain everything in a few minutes.”

Outside the room, Sayyid set up a mirror on a section of exposed concrete.

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