I passed out a pile of papers one at a time; I was not going to read every one.“Fast forward again to June 2015; here are the instructions from Jaad...to Haamid for his fighters: along with items to bring to the camp and directions. Haamid sent all fifty of his fighters. Only 30 came back to Sidi-Slimane; an accident en-route and an explosives training accident claimed 20,” I said as I passed out the sheet with the information. Those 30 were the ones that attacked the embassy at Rabat.I kept. Open it! She refused again, and he punched her again, this time in the stomach. She gasped for breath, and he waited. He was not going to force her mouth open. He would give her as much pain as was necessary for her to obey him. He dropped his voice to a cold, inhuman whisper. Open your fucking mouth. It took four more refusals and four more punches before she finally relented and opened it a tiny bit. As wide as you can, cunt! She obeyed, blood dripping from her nose, mouth, and a cut. ” He said calmly, looking down at the struggling, whimpering girl. “Viper!” He shouted, back handing her and forcing the slave to fly from Nesbit’s arms. “You may leave, Nesbit. Thank you.” The other master wasted no time in scurrying out of Petrovsky’s home. Viper’s new master walked toward her, making a tsk tsk tsk sound as he neared the fallen angel. “On your knees, Viper.” The slave girl just glared at him from her place on the floor. “Viper…” He warned, noticing a rekindled spark in her. " I said."I would prefer if it you took care of my case before attending to yourown pleasure," she smiled.She threw a fist full of fifties and a black and white photograph ofLizzie Swallows on my desk and stood up and walked to the door. Her asswiggled like two ferrets trying to get out of a sack."Call me when you find the Golden Cockerel; as for my husband, I don'tcare if I never see him again; if you know what I mean," she finishedand closed the door behind her.Chapter TwoI had been home to.