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.It occurred to her that the only reason to keep a clock that large above the door of this food storeroom except to torture people who knew that they had hours, maybe only minutes, to live.She'd never wondered about that clock in all the years she'd been into the storeroom to gather supplies.Now that she neared the end of her life, the clock seemed very important.When the door did open, Joe walked in with Jimmy.Jimmy had the decency to avoid her eyes.Was it only a week earlier that she'd greeted him at the door, and he had professed missing her?Thank God he won't look at me, she thought.It made her feel she had a friend in the room.Funny how aware she'd become and how sharp her senses were now.If she didn't know they wanted to kill her, she would have felt it an insult that he averted his eyes.Now, because everyone in the room knew that she was in her last moments, his avoidance occurred to her as friendship.How much I have missed in my life? she thought.“Look at you,” Joe said.“Don't stare at Jimmy as if he will save you.There's nothing going to help you now.”Marianne looked over at Joe.He was right.She was appealing to Jimmy, even though she knew as well as anybody he could do nothing and that she should never expect that he try to stick his neck out for her, anyway.“That's better.I want your focus to be on me in your last hours.”Hours! I have hours still? The thought flashed through her mind.“I know you plan to betray me.I can't believe that you'd do it.You played me for a total fool.I really thought you meant it when you told me you'd be happy with your life to yourself.You will suffer when you die for making me feel this stupid.”“You are stupid now.The person who told you I was going to betray you is lying.”Don stood up to walk over and hit her again, and Joe stopped him.“No, no, I don't want her knocked out again; she can't take your punches.” Joe walked toward Marianne.He stood in front of her so that his dick was at the height of her face, a position that no doubt made him feel that he had a great deal of power over her.He looked down his nose at her.She forced her head up.It was better than being face-to-face with his dick, even though he was clothed.“But you see, little one, that's where you're wrong.” He leered.“You've been the stupid one.You have let yourself get close to my informant.He's been telling me all along what you've been doing and who you really are.”Marianne's mind traveled fast.Informant? Who in her world could be informing to Joe behind her back?At this point, he bent down to face her.“And I must say.What a little firebrand you are.I had no idea you were such a hot slut, otherwise I would never have let you go.How come you weren't so hot when you were with me?”A sickness crept into Marianne's belly.Where did he get this detail about my sex life? It could be bait.She should stay silent and not bite.But why? He was going to kill her anyway.However, perhaps there was a chance that she might live.Who could've possibly told him about her sex life?There was only one person who could have told him.A person who was close to him, a confidant from the first day she met him.There was only one person.Marianne didn't want to accept that.“I see the difficulty in your face.I know what you are asking yourself.How could your judgment have gotten so bad? How did you not see this earlier?” Joe moved away from her.He had his back to her so Marianne felt that she could relax into her confusion for just a moment.All she could think of was to get out.She had to get out of this situation so that she could ask Peter.By that stage, Joe had walked impressively across the room, and turned dramatically again to face her.Jimmy stood to his left and Don, although seated, stared, impassively menacing, on his right.Joe knew he was in control of the situation and that he had all the power.There was more to it, though, more even than that.He had power because he was getting rid of her.Not only did she have the means to finger him in a courtroom, but also there was the emotional tie.He was going to get rid of this emotional tie.She could see it in his face, in his bravado.“You didn't see it though,” Joe went on.“To think, those years I thought you were so smart.There were even times when I hated you because I felt that you were superior to me.But in the end, you're just another slut, another stupid little whore who wants to be beaten up by her fuck.”Marianne felt very ill now.The sickness rose up in her as she started to realize where his mocking headed.Somehow, Joe knew all about her BDSM antics.Someone close to him and close to her had told him.“You like to go to parties and watch women being spanked and men being fucked.Huh? Is that what you're really all about?”Jesus.Marianne dreaded the inevitable information she'd avoided since her first night with Peter.“You thought you were so clever making a deal with me.Then in doing so, you fell in with the devil himself.Yes, tonight you find out, Marianne, that I have a partner.You already know him intimately.He has seen a side of you that I never knew existed, and I must say I'm jealous [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]