Then I said, “Truth is, Riss, that no-one can really say what would have happened if the company hadn’t been sold. Oh, sure, they can make predict...ons based on the worst-case or best-case scenarios, but no one can predict for sure. Just like no one can be sure what will happen now the company has been sold. All we could do was make the best decision we could, based on the information we had. So did we do the right thing? Yes. I’m sure of it. But only time will tell.”She smiled and nodded then. He was constantly surrounded by security goons whenever he left his guarded loft, so Winter decided her best bet – as it often came down to when dealing with those types of paranoid but vain underworld scum – was to appeal to his perverse tastes by going undercover as a sleazy, slutty seductress. It was easier to get close to Jergo this way, and then get him upstairs where he would be alone and vulnerable. Then perhaps she could 'pressure' him to reveal the whereabouts of Camie.Winter had begun. It was the barbed wire which caught her attention. "Let's go," said the older man getting into the seat opposite the driver.The younger one got behind the wheel and they were off. The trip from the airport to their destination was at best rough and rugged.She was bounced around a lot, her arms and legs flailing helplessly, her buttocksbouncing on hard metal and her breasts occasionally doing the same. For onceshe was glad of her extra padding. She suspected the driver was trying to hitevery. There are rules about refusing tourists’ requests. Or for not being sufficiently eager in offering themselves. And there’s no question about turning down sex with someone of the same sex as them. They’ve just got to do it. Up the arse, during a period or when they’re feeling under the weather. It’s really quite organised here, despite the apparent freedom. And there’s another thing he told me…’ ‘Yeah,’ said Tracey, who wasn’t really too keen on this conversation. She didn’t want her holiday.