?slave ran to her car and picked?the keys up off the ground. her hands shook as she tried to unlock the door but finally managed to do it, got in and ...ocked all the doors. she looked around, he was nowhere in sight. she started the car and drove away, constantly looking in her rear view mirror.?There was still no sign of Him.?slave drove for a while before she pulled over to the side of?a deserted?road to calm down. she sat with her head back and her eyes closed. she fell asleep?and. I paid the driver and noticed the driver looking at my body and not my eyes when I was giving him the money. As I was walking to the entrance of the building, I could feel the driver’s eyes on my body. I got turned on even more. I took the lift up to his house. I was very nervous as I approached the door.I rang the doorbell and he opened the door. He warmly smiled at me and I felt better.He was wearing a nice t-shirt and shorts and I could see his big and hairy arms and legs through his. I took off the remaining three fingers of his left hand so that he had nothing but two thumbs left. I stopped to ask, "Hugo, are you ready to talk, yet?"He started crying, but he would not answer me. He still would not answer after I had cut off both of his thumbs. Well, I was getting tired of this nonsense, so I said, "Hugo, you are a tougher nut to crack than I had expected, and speaking of nuts, let's see how you like the next stage of the interrogation."Hugo shrieked in anticipation when I. Maybe we didn't tell each other everything or left out details, but not bald-faced lies. The police report collaborated her account to a tee, even using much the same words, and it was also now under her married name.The officer's notes from the scene told a completely different story. It was listed under her maiden name. There were two bodies in the room both dressed in suits. There were signs, both on the bodies and in the room, of a fight. Three different caliber of silenced guns, since no.