Marine F SBS by Robin James

Author:Robin James
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781472816597
Publisher: Osprey Publishing
Published: 1995-08-23T04:00:00+00:00

13

Scared, bored, utterly miserable, Carolyn awoke stiff and cramped after a fitful night’s sleep. Arsenio had tried to make her as comfortable as possible, rustling up some old fishing nets to put under her blanket, and she had been offered food and drink the evening before. He had even let her out of her prison to use the boat’s primitive toilet facilities. But she had not been able to eat – her nervous stomach would not allow it; she had only managed to slake her thirst. During the night the nets kept bunching into uncomfortable lumps beneath her, and when she did snatch moments of sleep they were disturbed by awful dreams.

Now, with the drifter rolling in an increasing swell, she felt queasy again – a condition which was not helped by the smell of her stale vomit which filtered through the fishy stink of the hold.

The hatch above her head opened and she was momentarily blinded by the bright light which flooded in. It was nine a.m., but as far as she was concerned it might have been afternoon. Felix Springer let himself down, then closed the hatch almost snug so that there was just enough light slipping through to see by. He had been sent down on a mission which Arsenio personally had little stomach for. He had with him the portable telephone, and a note whose contents Carolyn was to read to Kirsty in Barcelona and which Kirsty was to tape-record. Arsenio needed Carolyn to sound terrified when she read the note – enough to be sobbing uncontrollably. That way her father, when he heard the recording over his London telephone, might be persuaded to come up with the ransom without any attempts at playing for time.

‘Well, my pretty one,’ said Springer, ogling Carolyn in the dim light. ‘You are having the most nicest tits, is this not so?’ Rape was not what El Asesino had had in mind when he told the German to ‘scare the shit out of her, but don’t actually do her any physical damage’. Springer had other ideas. The chick was their prisoner, she was fair game.

Carolyn’s bright-blue eyes went very wide. She had sat up as Springer came into the hold, and now she stood and backed away from him, folding her arms protectively over the thin, pale-green sweater which had been meant for the Princess of Wales. ‘What do you . . . you want?’ she stuttered. ‘You just stay away from me, you hear? Keep away.’

‘Nein. I want to see your tits. Is OK, no?’

She staggered as the boat rolled, and then he was on her, clamping her wrists together behind her back in a huge, meaty hand, forcing her on to her knees on the blanket and fishing nets, ripping her sweater up to her shoulders, greedily fumbling her breasts.

Gasping, she fought to free her hands, but he was a powerful man, and she had no chance. Instead, she leant into him and sank her teeth into his black-T-shirted shoulder.

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