Fragrance of Revenge (29 page)

Chapter 89

There was a familiar smell to the
creep beside her. It must run in the Chavez family. There was no way she was
going to go back into Captain Chavez’s captivity and she would take her chances
when they landed in Miami. She really didn’t have any choice.

She also couldn’t wait to use the
ladies room when they landed to get rid of this dirty feeling she had from his
hands. This whole strange blanket thing brought back some memories of going to
the drive-in with one of her earlier boyfriends. It was a way not to get
pregnant and to get the rush connected with a climax, whether it was his or
hers.

If this wasn’t so serious she
could crack up over what he had made her do, and not just once. She wished she
had more napkins, but made do with what she had.

She had her plan and wondered if
she could actually pull it off, no pun intended.

Hector was almost falling asleep
and wasn’t playing with her body like earlier. She heard the announcement that
they were starting their descent into Miami’s International Airport and they would be landing in twelve minutes. It was just about the right amount of time
she needed.

She only had one hand under the
blanket, but she knew it was going to be enough. A couple of quick squeezes and
some fingernails brought Hector back to life. She could tell by what was
happening under the blanket.

He turned and looked at her,
smiled and said, “You really are everything my cousin said. You will make him a
very rich man indeed.” Unfortunately it brought his fingers back to life as
well. “I am really going to enjoy being in your company when I can put that
where it belongs, and some other places where it will wipe that smile off your
face.” She squeezed with all her strength. “Owe, take it easy.”

The stewardess was coming down
checking each passenger’s seat backs and tray tables. When she got to their
seats she asked, “Would you like me to take that blanket? I’ll take it after we
land and make sure it gets washed.” She shook her head and continued down the
aisle. A minute later she made the trip back to the front, but not before she
checked what they were doing.

“This is the pilot speaking. We
will be on the ground in three minutes. Crew prepare for landing. Passengers,
please remain in your seats. Authorities will board the aircraft to conduct an
investigation. We will resume our flight to Boston when the plane is released.”

She clenched her legs together to
prevent his further access to her body, and his body was lifting out of his
seat and ready to pop. The plane touched down and swayed slightly and she heard
the brakes being applied. He let go and she pulled her hand away and brought
her elbow into his nose as he was leaning forward due to the braking.

Hector went out like a light and
from the sound she knew she had driven part of his nose into his head. His head
slumped forward and she realized the blow had probably killed him. The same
stewardess had never taken her eyes off them and saw her strike him.

She saw the stewardess unbuckle
and head quickly up the aisle while the plane was still taxiing. “What is going
on here?”

“This note will explain what is
happening. As soon as the authorities board the plane, I need to talk with
them. Hector here is the one who killed your associate and he was planning on
abducting me when we arrived in Boston.”

She started to lift the blanket to
cover his face. “I suggest you don’t do that. I would get a different blanket.”

“Thank you Agent Strong. Then you
were being forced to do what you were doing?”

“Look at this loser…what do you
think?” She noticed the flashing blue lights as they came to a stop. The plane
was not at the terminal. Instead, they were parked on the tarmac.

*.*.*

She explained everything to the investigators,
displaying her credentials, then told them what had happened to the stewardess.
She showed them the note she received in the terminal before she left Venezuela. She was taken off the plane by two of the investigators and minutes later they
were in a security office.

“Look, I need to call my director
in Venezuela to tell him what happened here and update him. He probably knows
Ralph was abducted by now, but we have only a short time to find him or they
will most likely kill him. I’m sure Hector was going to call when I was in
custody in Boston.”

It took several minutes to reach
Max Gordon, but she was relieved he was on the phone. She started to convey
everything and Max told her to hold up a minute. “Look Mercedes, I’m glad
you’re safe, but so is Ralph. Long story short, when he was taken, one of our
contacts saw where he was taken. He is now safe and back in the hospital. He is
okay, but they worked him over pretty well.”

“Max, I know this is not the time
or place for this…but I am going to be submitting my resignation when I get
back to Boston.”

“I’m not at all surprised, but
would you like to take a few days to reconsider that? You’ve had a very
difficult couple of days.”

“Thanks Max. However, I’ve had
some time to consider what I want to do with my future, and I want a family.”

“Okay Agent Strong, we will meet
in my office when we return. Do you want me to tell Agent Reynolds anything?”

“Please tell him I am very happy
he is safe, and tell him he is a great agent and I enjoyed working with him.”

“Will do. I understand they are
holding the plane waiting on whether you are going to join them or not. I take
it you want to get back on the plane?”

“Yes, I’ve got some unfinished
business in Boston I need to address right away. Goodbye Director Gordon.”

“Goodbye Mercedes…I guess I have
to get used to calling you by that name now.”

“Yes, you do Max.”

Chapter 90

I was very uncomfortable on the
bed in my condition. Several people were dead, and I might be her next target.
She was flipping the straight razor open and then pushing it closed on the
mattress. It was much too close for my comfort.

Chris was sitting in a bedroom chair
and just watching Alexis read passages out of Melanie’s diary. I could tell he
was getting impatient with Alexis’ proximity to me and how she was reacting to
her sister’s entries. If Alexis didn’t kill me, I’m sure Chris would love to
take me off her hands.

“Alexis, I thought we were going
to punish Scott for trying to escape.”

“I’m enjoying my sister’s entries
and it is starting to get interesting. She’s out of the nut-house. Everyone
thought she had resolved her issues, but she promised her psychiatrist that she
would continue to sleep with him if he got her released. I can’t believe we
both went down that same path. You heard what she did to him, and the
authorities thought the boat blew up by accident.”

Alexis looked over to me, and I
was not at all happy with where she was looking especially with the straight
razor so close.

“Chris, listen to this entry. ‘Yesterday
the four of us cemented plans to have each of our tormentors kidnapped and brought
to the warehouse. It was going to be costly to have each one kidnapped, but it
would be worth it. We decided to pay the Calumet gang to kidnap each one. They
would deposit each one down the coal chute. We were concerned the gang would
find us to be a better target and rape us instead. However, the money was a
great incentive and would help them buy more guns.”

She flipped back a few pages. “I
think I missed something.” She put the razor on the bed and tried to find whatever
she was looking for. “Here it is.”

She picked up the razor again.
‘Bob Sullivan came over while my parents were gone for the weekend. It was just
like the other weekends. I had just turned sixteen. I fell asleep after we made
love and when he woke me up we weren’t alone. Three of his friends were in my
bedroom. They tied me up and raped me all weekend. Bob threatened me when they
finally left and told me if I told anyone, he would get my younger sister and
they would rape her.’

She flipped ahead a few pages. ‘I
continue to try to avoid Bob, but he makes rude comments to me. I could kill
him.’

She flipped ahead. ‘Today I tried
to burn down the house next door with Bob in it. They told me that I had gone
too far and I was being committed to the asylum for observation.’

Another flip of pages. ‘We had our
first prisoner last night. All four of us are getting revenge for what Paul
Maloney had done to one of my friends. It was exciting to strip him and hang
him upside down. We were all naked and cleaning him in the shower with our
brushes and the ice-cold water. He was covered in coal dust and we were very
happy to clean every inch of his body. The most exciting part was when the
guillotine cut the rest of his body apart. She had already taken the best
parts. Seeing his head, hands and feet along with his best parts in the trophy case
caused me to almost wet myself.’

“I’m not going to read anymore of
this out loud.” She read pages and pages and it was only going to be a short
period when she finally saw my name in Melanie’s diary. “Holy shit…you were one
of my sister’s captives. Chris, Scott was one of my twin sister’s captives.” I
watched her excited look as she read entry after entry.

“Wouldn’t you know it…my other
sister almost saved your ass? She busted in the door, but Melanie got the best
of her and tied her up too. You were rescued by some people on a task force,
but Melanie says she jumped in the freezing water. She obviously survived.”

Chris was now sitting beside her
on the bed and Alexis couldn’t control herself and was skipping all over the
diary now. “Chris, listen to this. ‘I managed to get plastic surgery in England and didn’t pay a dime. My surgeon loved my body and changed my look to make me even
more attractive. He served his purpose and I cut his manhood off and put the
parts in a large jar in his office. He wasn’t going to be using them any
longer.’”

She flipped to more pages. ‘It was
hard work and hot work in Bermuda and it took about a year to complete but the
rooms are finally constructed. Now, all I have to do is to stock them with some
attractive men. With my assets it shouldn’t be hard to do.’

“Chris my sister was worse than I
ever imagined.” She flipped to more entries. ‘I enjoy making the rounds to the
men downstairs. They try their best to resist my attention, but my naked body
and my focused attention to their bodies always gets me the results I’m looking
for.’

“Holy shit…listen to this. ‘Scott
has come for a visit and I’m finally whole again. He tries harder than all the
others but I’ve showed him what can happen to him if he doesn’t obey me. I
carved an arrow into his lower body and I could tell he was worried I was going
to cut those other parts off. He wouldn’t be much use to me, if those were
gone.’

She closed the diary and jumped
onto the bed and wound up sitting on my thighs. “All of this could be a novel,
or even a couple. Did you like what she did to you and your body?”

I didn’t answer and paid an awful
price. “Okay, Chris…he’s not cooperating. Why don’t you take out some of your
frustrations and make him regret he tried to escape…not once, but twice. If you
need any help, just let me know.” She climbed off my body and Chris came to the
bottom of the bed.

It was bad enough having Alexis
all excited about what she was reading, but I didn’t like Chris’ expression or
what I saw in his hand. I also saw the look in Alexis’ eyes and she looked
exactly like her sister Melanie when she was going to kill me.

*.*.*

I tried to think of Mercedes while
he used the belt and the electric cord on my body. I was beyond feeling the pain
and just prayed that Mercedes would be safe. I could feel myself losing my will
to stay alive. Alexis’ urgings were getting further and further away like she
was in a tunnel.

At one point I looked over and
Alexis looked like the emotion of the day had caught up to her. I saw her eyes
watering and wondered what she was thinking. However she wasn’t going to let
anyone see her cry and Chris was hell bent on leather.

This was how it was going to
end. I hoped if she was going to use the razor that I would be out of it.

There wasn’t any new pain but I
could hear the sound of the belt on my body. However, it stopped suddenly. They
must have been looking to see if I had passed out.

“Alexis, I just saw someone look
in the garage out back.” I heard his bare feet on the floor. “Shit, shit…it
looks like the guy might be a cop. He doesn’t have a uniform, but he moves like
a cop. He’s going over to the bulkhead. We need to leave.”

“Chris I don’t think we’re going
anywhere. Let’s just kill Scott and make a stand here.”

“What about using him as a
shield?”

“Alexis I just wanted you and you
deserved your father’s money. Let’s make a run for it and take Scott with us.
He might be a good bargaining chip for later.”

“Okay, why not. I ran across
something in my father’s files we might be able to use. Untie Scott and let’s
get dressed and out of here.”

Chapter 91

Her plane finally landed in Boston and it was getting close to midnight. It had been a long day and she really wanted
a hot bath and a good night’s sleep, but more importantly, a safe Scott would
be better than anything.

She was trying to decide where she
was headed right now. She needed to reach her father before she did anything
else.

“Mercedes!” Mike yelled to her as
she was headed away from baggage claim.

“Mike.” She felt strange putting
her hand out to shake hands, but he came up to her and hugged her.

“Welcome home Mercedes. You must
be pretty tired.”

“I am, but I feel relieved now
that I’ve landed.”

She watched him take her suitcase
and he had his arm around her waist and was moving her toward some seats.

“Mike, some thing has
happened…hasn’t it?”

“Mercy, we need to talk. Please,
let’s sit down here.”

“Oh Mike, please don’t tell me
Scott is hurt or dead.”

“I’m sorry Mercedes, but it
involves your parents.”

“My
parents
?”

“Yes…they both passed away this
morning.”

“That can’t be…I talked to my
father this morning.”

“Did he tell you anything at that
time?”

“Yes he told me Melanie had a twin
sister Alexis, and she was one of the abductors who took Scott.”

“Well they went to your parents’
house and as best we can tell, your mom had a heart attack, most likely when
she saw what she thought was Melanie’s ghost. Your father looks like he either
fell or was pushed through the banister and died in the fall.”

She closed her eyes and tried to
get her arms around what she just heard.
Please God don’t let the only other
person I love be dead too.
She took a deep breath and asked, “What about
Scott?”

“As best we can tell he is alive
and was there with Alexis and a caregiver by the name of Chris Sullivan. They
managed to get away, but we have every town in Mass looking for their car.
Mercedes, I’m really sorry about your parents.”

“Thank you Mike. There was a plot
to kidnap me when I landed in Boston, but I managed to deal with the man on the
plane who was involved. However, he killed an unsuspecting stewardess. That is
why we were diverted to the Miami airport. The same group kidnapped my partner,
Ralph Reynolds, but he was rescued.”

“We know about Ralph. Paddy has
been in contact with Richard Damelio’s brother Robert in Venezuela. He was the angel you and Ralph needed. He was working with the Venezuelan
military trying to find the missing kidnapped citizens. They raided all of the
addresses Richard had in his files and we don’t have the final count of the
number of people rescued but it is staggering. They also captured many of the
gang.”

“By any chance, did you happen to
hear a Captain Chavez’s name mentioned?”

“He wasn’t immediately captured,
but one of the men captured made an arrangement and told the authorities he was
leaving on a plane bound for Boston. They tried to arrest him, but he and two
other men were killed in a shootout at the airport.”

“That is too bad, but good
riddance. I would have enjoyed testifying against that slimy piece of shit.”

“I’ll take you wherever you want
to go.”

“I can’t do anything for my
parents at this point, but maybe I can do something for Scott. Mike, I gave an
informal resignation to my boss. I’m not going to work for the FBI any longer,
effective immediately.”

“Do you want a job?”

“Mike…I really want a family.
Finding Scott is critical to that direction. How can I help?”