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“Wakey wakey... how are you feeling, Mister Brown?” these words were spoken from empty blackness. At least this was for Chadwin Brown, for his eyes were obscured by the musty burlap sack over his head and face. The voice was from directly in front him, and was thick with a heavy Haitian accent. “Mister Brown... it is very rude to ignore your host.” Chadwin cried out as a sharp unseen blow suddenly struck him across the face, like that of a large fist or the back of a hand.
“Tell me,” the voice said in a gravely tone ,”how is it? This change of circumstance and... accommodation. Not quite the posh luxury a rich American white boy is accustomed to, eh?” Chadwin cringed as his nose still stung from the blow. He was tied to a chair that much he knew, his hands bound tightly with a heavy layer of duck tape. “W-where...” Chadwin moaned ,”where is my wife? Where’s Julia?”
His response was another hard blow across his face, resulting in another cry and his eyes stinging as they watered up. “Bite your tongue,” the voice said ,”you do not speak unless I say. You do not sing little canary lest I rattle your cage. Remember that.” another blow struck Chadwin, which resulted in a whimper rather than a cry. “But worry not,” Chadwin flinched as he suddenly felt an open hand clap down on his left knee, gripping it tightly ,”your woman is as you are, albeit with a different host. Maybe if your lucky, he won’t be too rough with her, granted I can’t promise you that he’ll pull out either.” a cold chuckle could be heard as the hand was removed from Chadwin’s knee. “I must say,” the voice said ,”I was skeptical about this plan at first. But from what I hear, your old man back in the States is about to crack. He knows that if he doesn’t cough up the money; his precious boy and his cake eating daughter-in-law are dead meat.”
“F-fuck you...” Chadwin rasped.
“Oh Chad, Chad, Chad...” the voice mused ,”what did I FUCKING SAY!?” Chadwin whimpered as another hard blow hit is temple, and then another across his chin. The unseen speaker taunting him as hit after hit pounded against his face and skull, Chadwin unable to do anything but cry out in pain and anguish.
LANGLEY VIRGINIA, 7:45 A.M
GEORGE BUSH BUILDING, CENTRAL INTELLIGENCE AGENCY....