I could tell from the proximity of his voice that he was the one fucking me. "He's also got a great mouth too."I felt another pair of hands start trac...ng over my body. They came to my bound hands and began to undo them. Once free, they fell to my sides and the second man came around to where my head was and began to pull me up. I assisted him and pushed up onto my hands and knees.His hands began to grope my face, his fingers tracing around my mouth. He inserted two fingers past my lips and I. “Go.” Nunez released him.Then a shadow fell across them as someone else knelt opposite Adam.“Oh, stop being a martyr.” Ben Hull snapped, in English. “When we find the kid and Vasin, they’ll have you healed up in no time. I can see these guys already closed the worst of it.”Nunez blinked, looking down at himself. “They have? Damn, that still stings.” He sat up, grabbing both of their arms for support. “Let’s get out of here then.”“This way.” Ben said, also heading away from the Pyramid.He took. Marcella looked at her small color television set, seeing it as though for the first time. There was no tuning knob, and she wondered why she thought that there should be one. Then the words coming from the screen caught her attention once more and the thought was lost.On Wednesday she waited on ninety-seven customers and gained one hundred and seventeen dollars and fifty-five cents in tips. These were turned in to be deposited along with her paycheck, then to be drawn out automatically to pay. It would be easier to reject him again. It had to be a call.He places the call to Angela’s office number, just in case she is working late, but whilst the number connects and rings, there is no reply. Well: early days. What did he know about Angela? Single. No long-term regular partner. Ambitious. Hard working. He decides. He will call again tomorrow, when Angela first arrives at work.The following morning, Angela is at her desk, enjoying the cup of tea she has made and thinking about her.