Operation Snowdrop by Michelle Medhat

Author:Michelle Medhat [Medhat, Michelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781999373702
Published: 2019-04-07T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

After Sabena’s interlude with me, I’m left again, still butt naked, and in the dark. Thankfully, they left the rag out of my mouth. But I’ve been given no food or water. My throat is raw and scratchy, and my stomach rumbles angrily for sustenance. I’m not sure how long I’ve been incarcerated in this room, but I feel many hours have passed by.

My buttocks ache from sitting on the cold metal chair, and my tied hands and feet have gone numb, and now pins and needles are pushing up my arms and legs, having been pulled back in a constant stress position for so long.

Time seems non-existent. In this blackness, I almost forget I am human. I’m just staring into the darkness. Even the illumination from the room beyond, which gave me the slither of light before, is switched off. Such a situation can rip and twist a person’s soul. I recall my life. The things I have done. The lies I have told to darling Angie. The hurt I have caused to others. Is this now my penance? Have I now actually died? Did Al Nadir kill me, and I didn’t know, and this is some kind of hell I’m to endure for eternity?

“Hello, I’m still here. Sabena, do you want round two? I’m up and running.”

I call out and wait but hear no sound. I was sure my provocative words would inspire an appearance from Sabena again, but I hear nothing. No cough, no sound of an action on a gun, no clink of heels on concrete.

Nothing.

Oh, fuck! What if this is it? I’ve been abandoned, left to rot.

Sam and Team Aphrodite will be massacred, and I can’t do anything to stop it. As desperation sets in, I pull at the metal cuffs. But as I pull, they become tighter as the internal mechanism detects my movements and grips around my skin. I tug at the chain to break it from the metal chair legs and breathe in quickly as I realize the cuff is now cutting into my wrist. I know that any further movement from me, and the radial vein will be severed. I refrain from moving, but the cuff does not loosen.

I sit, unable to move, and listen to the sound of my breathing. I fall into its gentle soporific rhythm and my eyes start to close. I struggle to keep awake, but I feel I just want to melt into slumber. Stress conquers me, leaving every limb exhausted, and I just can’t continue. I welcome a greater darkness as sleep takes me over.

“Time for a ride!”

I jerk up out of a dream where Angie is in my arms. The sound of the angry voice and the light blazoning in unison throws me into a state of initial discombobulation.

The angry male comes forward. He’s carrying some clothes and a pair of loafers. Not the clothes I had. These are new. They look classy and expensive.

Another three guards approach, their Heckler and Koch MK5’s trained on me.

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