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Chapter 8: Counterattack It had taken Jerry about an hour to walk back to the highway. It had been a painful walk. Jerry still felt the aftermath of the kick that Andrea had applied. He promised himself that he would kill that bitch...after he had screwed her. Of course, that had been the plan all along. Jerry was pissed at himself because he had allowed his cellphone batteries to be nearly be depleted. That, combined with the fact that cellphone service was only available along the highway meant that he had to wait until he had finished the hike to the highway to alert his mother as to what had had happened. When he tried his phone, it was too late, his batteries were dead. Jerry cursed. Then his luck changed. Just as he emerged from the woods, one of the cars that passed on the highway pulled off the road and stopped. The car, one of those compact foreign cars backed up. Much to Jerry's surprise, there was a pretty blond lady driving. She was perhaps 30 years old. Why would this lady stop for Jerry? You have to remember that Jerry had a face and body of a movie star. Women always wanted to be noticed by him...until they got to know him. Then they would run the other way. The woman in the car was Melissa Wilson. She was on her way home after working late in the city. She was very physically fit, carried mace and pepper spray and very confident in her ability to recognize danger. She was wearing a navy blue and white floral dress with a rope-like belt, navy blue high heels and a plain white silk neck scarf. She had very fashionable glasses on with her hair in a bob that framed her face. She brought the passenger side window down with her other hand in her purse holding on to the mace. "So sailor, why are you out in the middle of no where?", she asked with a smile. "I was doing some off-roading in the woods after work when I broke an axle. I thought I was going to have to walk back to the city", Jerry said with a big smile. He had a great desire to fuck this woman, but he would have to take care of business first. "Sorry, I'm not going back to the city, but I can take you to that service station up the road. I think they are open late", Melissa replied. "That would be great", Jerry said as Melissa unlocked the door. Maybe she would get lucky tonight. Her juices were already flowing. Jerry sat down next to her. "I really appreciate this", Jerry smiled at her, "but I really need to go to the city. Melissa turned her head just in time to see Jerry's fist. Ann Endall decided to answer the phone. "Jerry, is everything going as planned?", Ann Endall asked in a cheerful tone as she watched Maria squirm on the floor. "No mama, those bitches escaped, captured Jackie and escaped in the car. I think they are headed your way. It took me an hour to get back to the highway. Then my cellphone was dead. Fortunately, a nice lady took pity on me and stopped", Jerry told his mother. "Is your new friend still being helpful?", Ann asked. "She wanted to take me in the wrong direction. But she is very cooperative now", Jerry responded. "Can I speak to her and thank her", Ann asked. "I'm afraid it is difficult for her to talk at the moment. Should I drop her off here or bring her with me", Jerry asked, "Okay, I understand" Jerry closed Melissa's cellphone and looked down on her. She was beautiful. Jerry had had to improvise. He had used the her rope belt to bind her wrists behind her back. He had taken off her pantyhose and the panties she wore underneath the hose. The pantyhose had been used to bind her ankles and then pull her feet into a tight hogtie. Her mouth was stuffed with her panties and her neck scarf tied tightly between her red lips held the gag in place. She was lying on her stomach on the small back seat of her car. Her high heels sticking up in the air. Jerry looked at Melissa. He wished he had time to fuck her. Her panties had been damp with desire...of course, that desire was gone now, but Jerry like his women unwilling anyway. "Mama wants me back in the city. What am I going to do with you, honey bunch?", he asked the hapless girl, who just stared at him, trying to fight back tears and to plead through her gag. What had she gotten herself into? "Well Maria, it looks like this is spinning out-of-control. Jerry has another young lady tied up much like you are. Jackie has been captured and knowing that girl, she is happy as a clam if they have her tied up. If we are lucky they will all come back here, where all of you can be dealt with. If they don't, we can at least take care of you and the girl that Jerry has. We may still get out of the country before the FBI figures out what is going on", Ann Endall said with a smile. She grabbed Maria and dragged her to her walk-in closet. Once Maria was inside, she locked the door. "Debra...Andrea...don't do this! You are breaking the law and I will have you arrested. Untie me at once", Janet commanded. She had played along hoping to convince these two desperate women to follow her lead. It hadn't worked. Now she had lost her chance. They had tied her hands and feet with a couple of the silk scarves that still littered the car. They had done a reasonable job. Janet realized that it would take some effort to free herself. Why didn't she disarm Andrea when she had the chance. "Do we need to gag her too", Andrea asked. "I think so. It appears she is not going to listen to reason", Debra replied as she put a large knot in one of Andrea's designer scarves. "If you are going to go after that bitch, at least take the safety off of the damn gun", Janet hissed in frustration. Andrea looked at the gun and realized that Janet was allowing herself to be tied up. "Open wide, Janet" To Debra's surprise, but not Andrea's, Janet opened her mouth and accepted the gag, which Debra secured at the back of her neck. "A pretty headscarf, Janet?", Andrea asked as she tied another designer scarf over Janet's head. She gave her a knowing look. "What about Jackie?", Debra asked. "Don't worry about her. She is in a world by herself. We had better get going", Debra suggested as she looked back at Janet in the back seat. Debra put the car in gear and roared towards downtown. The trip didn't take long. Debra pulled into the parking garage...Mrs. Endall's garage. She could have parked behind the Charity building, but decided that wouldn't be a good idea. Debra had parked in an isolated part of the garage. Anyone driving by would see two headscarved women in the backseat. It is unlikely that anyone would be walking in this part of the garage at this time of night. Debra looked at the fixture that provided light in this area. There was a bolt on the ground. She picked it up and threw a strike. The glass from the bulb showered the nearby ground and the area around the car went dark. "I'll check their bonds", Andrea said. She checked Jackie, who had begun to squirm, realizing that rescue might not be coming or perhaps she had to go to the bathroom. She was very secure. Then she went over to Janet. Andrea leaned her forward and started to loosen her wrist bonds. "I know you could have taken the gun away from me even if the safety had been off...I had it on for a reason...I am a marksman, you know. But I only shoot targets, not people. I know you want to help us so I am giving you the opportunity. Give us a few minutes to draw Mrs. Endall out. She won't be expecting you", Andrea whispered in her ear. Janet nodded. Andrea was a smart lady. Andrea put the gun under the front seat. Janet nodded again. She picked up Jackie's purse and dumped the contents. She found the keys and security badge she was looking for. "They aren't going anywhere", she said to Debra as they walked away from the car. Andrea didn't like to lie to her friend, but she knew that the only way to capture Mrs. Endall was lure her out in the open and then to surprise her. "Where are you?", Ann Endall asked her son. "Still about 30 minutes away. Any sign of the FBI or our friends", Jerry asked. "None...wait, the east door was just used by...Jackie?", Ann relayed as she looked at the computer screen. "That isn't Jackie. They are using Jackie's security card. Punch in shift F12", Jerry instructed. Ann did as instructed and a view of the east door hallway came up on the screen. It was Debra and Andrea in Jackie's raincoats...their clothes were too damaged to show in public. "It is those two bitches. I'll go round them up", Ann told her son. "The FBI agent isn't there? It must be a trap", Jerry replied. "It isn't a trap. An FBI agent wouldn't use two civilians in a raid. Something happened. We'll find out soon. When you arrive, you can question them. If Jackie isn't already locked up, perhaps we can still rescue her. At the very least, we can eliminate these two, as well as your new girlfriend and, oh I forgot to mention, Maria", Ann explained. "I hope you are right...before we do away with all these witnesses, I want a chance to fuck Melissa...my new girlfriend...it is the least I can do to repay her for all her help". Jerry said with a smile. Melissa groaned from the backseat as the car raced down the highway. Janet waited until Debra and Andrea were out of sight before starting to struggle. Andrea had loosened, but had not untied her bindings. It still took five minutes to get her hands free and another minute to untie her feet. The biggest relief was getting the gag out of her mouth. She collected herself and got the gun. She headed for the Charity building. Debra and Andrea headed towards Debra's office via the stairwell. Everything was quiet...much too quiet. No security guards...they opened the door to the stairwell. The plan was simple...go to Debra's office and secure the information in her computer and the other evidence. Then they would look for Mrs. Endall. Debra went into her office with Janet's gun in her hand. Nothing. Andrea followed her in. The place was littered with Andrea's scarves, which had been most recently used to tie up Jackie. A chill came over Debra. Why had all this happened? "Put the gun on the desk, Debra", Ann Endall instructed as she held a gun to Andrea's head.
To Be Continued
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