While away, I regularly phoned her to reassure her I was still well out of town. She did not disappoint. I returned home, at the first opportunity I ...atched the video. There it was concrete proof. Evidence that could not be disputed. My wife was in our bed having sex with another man. Wearing heels and a newly purchased negligee. For nearly an hour this guy fucked my wife in every position possible. It looked as if she came on his cock a few times. He finally pulled out during a rough. They were going to destroy Toms mind, making him incapable of inheritingthe money or by controlling him. I know that there are many ways ofbefuddling the mind, this they thought the easiest and most convenient,to them that is.Every morning and evening they, the mother that is, crushed a tabletinto his orange juice, as the time went on, so the tablets increased,these tablets I have been told were a mixture of hormone and a mindreceptive drug, which made the mind more open to suggestions which. Abi quickly retreated into her rabbit hole, leaving me to fumble about, hurriedly tucking my self back in and zipping up as the manager stormed directly towards me. "What do you think you are doing young man?" she screamed as her hands flung wildly in the air. She stopped directly next to me, glaring up at me with face blood red, eyes on fire, and veins popping in her neck as she scolded and demeaned me relentlessly. As I nodded my head in agreement to all her ranting and name calling, I calmly. Mark quickly snapped out of his prepubescent stupor. 'OK, Sullivan. Timeto lead us out of here. Now you are going in that vent, or we are takingthat card from you, and leaving you here to play science experiment withTravers."Despite the threat, I agreed with Mark. It was time to show my braveryand lead the others to their phones, and potentially, to their escape.We couldn't help Ashley, but we could call someone who could. I figuredthat if we crawled around in the vents long enough, we would.