Assassin Affairs (37 page)

“We're
putting her in the bedroom,” announced one of the sisters.

“We'll
see what we can learn from these young men while you two tend to
Kacey,” said Laura. “The tall, lanky one is kind of a
hunk. Look at those big hands. You know what that means, ladies.
Let's find out for sure.” She undid his pants and pulled them
down around his ankles.

Kristie and
Karlee sat with their new-found, youngest sister Kacey in the bedroom
as she slowly came out of her drugged state, while the others had fun
with their interrogations in the main room.

“Where
am I?” asked Kacey.

“You're
safe and among friends, sweetheart,” said Kristie.

“Well,
safer and among acquaintances anyway,” added Karlee with a tone
of sarcasm.

“They
were mean to me.”

“We
have three of them in the other room. You can shoot them if you want
to, just let the others have some fun first.”

“Shoot
them? You have guns?” As the grogginess left Kacey's eyes, she
began to focus more clearly on her new companions. “You look
familiar, like those sisters in that movie.”

“That's
us kid, and we're told you've noticed our resemblance to you.”

“Huh?
Told? I never told anyone that, except maybe my parents.”

“Look
at those eyes, Karlee. Aren't they precious? You can almost see it
all coming together in her mind,” said Kristie.

Kacey sat
up on the bed. “I overheard those guys talking last night
before they drugged me, and that wasn't long after a few of them
raped me, and they said something about the Oscar awards and my
family hiding in Witness Protection and them getting lots of money
for a ransom. The words were muffled and I couldn't make sense of it
all.”

“It's
all true, kid, and the family is not in WITSEC anymore,” said
Karlee. She left it at that as Kacey digested the information and
noticed them wink at one another.

“Sorry,
it still doesn't make any sense,” said Kacey. “Why are
you even here?”

“We're
mean, baby one. We're gonna just sit here with you and make you
figure it out,” said Karlee.

“Oh
sis, let's just tell her,” said Kristie.

“No
way! This a once in a lifetime experience. Let's savor it. She can
ask us yes or no questions,” said Karlee.

“Are
you and your acquaintances here making a movie?”

“No,”
they responded in unison. “Great idea for a film though. Let's
talk to our guys about it, sis!”

“Well,
this is a long shot, but have you met my folks?”

“Yes,”
they proclaimed, each with a special sparkle in her eye.

“Sorry
to be so slow. My thought process still has cobwebs from the drugs.
You mentioned meeting my parents, witness protection and the
resemblance thing. You're movie celebrities who rescued me and claim
to have guns. Still processing, getting nowhere.” She reached
for the closest sister and held her hand.

Both older
sisters nudged their fatigue jackets a few inches to the side,
revealing Glock pistols.

“Oh
shit, you really do have guns!”

Just then
the noise level from the adjoining room spiked and Julie barged into
the room.

“You
guys should see this. This one guy has a really big...oh, I see our
guest is awake. How's your si.....”

“Shhh,
Julie. We're playing a little game here.”

The others
began filing in behind her. All were still in their fatigues and
still wearing their sidearms.

“Nobody
talks!” ordered Karlee. “Kacey is trying to figure out
who we are and why we came here.”

“Geez,
everybody has a gun! Props and outfits for a movie maybe, but you
said no movie. A rival para-military group?”

“Oh,
this is fun,” said Jessie. “How do we answer that one,
Pepper?”

“With
a 'no',” she said.

“You're
warm, kid, I'll give you that, but still totally off the mark, too,”
said one of the sisters.

“Can
I give her a hint?” begged Julie.

“Yes,
please do,” Kacey insisted.

“Okay,
just a hint,” said Karlee.

“Take
them over to the mirror.”

“We
already discussed the resemblance,” said their guest.

“I
can see why it's difficult to put it all together,” said
Kristie in sympathy. “I'd never get it if I were in her place.
It's too far out. Let's give her another hint.”

“Okay.”

“We
grew up with your aunt,” added Kristie.

“I
have an aunt? You grew up with my aunt that I've never heard of, we
look alike.....we're cousins! That's it, we're related, aren't we?
Please say we are; that would be so cool!”

“Yes,
we're related!” They trio hugged. The other six giggled.

“What
is it? Why are they snickering?” asked Kacey.

“You
guys aren't cousins,” said Laura, struggling to hold back
laughter.

“Shut
up, Laura!”

“We're
related, not cousins, you're both in your mid-thirties I'd say, so
maybe one of you gave me up for adoption as my young teenage mom or
else we're sisters. Your friend there was starting to say sisters
when she came in!”

Kristie and
Karlee both began to cry as they revealed, “Yes, we're your
sisters, Kacey. Mom discovered she was pregnant with you after we all
went into the WITSEC program and went separate ways for safety
reasons for what was supposed to be a year, tops. We just learned
about you when we reunited at the Oscar awards!”

A flash
went off as Renée snapped a photo of the tearful disclosure.
“Danny keeps his old pocket camera here. I couldn't resist.
This is a moment truly worth immortalizing!”

The
following hours were spent bringing Kacey up to date on the events
that had led them all there, including the demise of the Carboni
family. She donned an extra set of fatigues, agreed to spend the week
with them at the cabin, then phoned home from the bedroom to let her
parents know she was okay and for confirmation of the amazing story,
but not mentioning many details of the rescue.

“Why
couldn't I tell mom and dad that you did more than organize a rescue,
that you were right there?”

“No
one outside this cabin, well almost no one, knows about this side of
our lives, Kacey. It's another mega secret.”

“You're
terrorists? It's okay if you are, I'm certainly not about to judge
you.”

Pepper
displayed her CIA badge. “They work with me, kid.”

“Holy
smokes, my new sisters are covert government agents posing as TV
stars!”

“I'm
putting together a special team, Kacey,” said Pepper. “These
five are already committed, and now I'm hoping to recruit you three
sisters. Kristie, Karlee and I have worked together successfully in
the past. Julie here, who almost spilled the beans about being
sisters, is a fellow hacker, so you two should get on well together.
She has that magazine with you on the cover.”

The two
young women exchanged smiles, then Julie added, “Those guys
that we captured when we rescued you are in the other room. We've
been having fun interrogating them. Your sister thinks we're a bunch
of dykes, but if she'd seen the questioning, she'd realize
otherwise.” The group chuckled.

“Are
you guys finished with them?” Kristie asked.

“Finished
with the questioning part,” said Laura. “I'm kind of
hoping for a more pleasurable phase two frankly. I've been away from
my husband for a month, if you get my drift.”

“The
tall one is bearing another candidate for the trophy wall,”
said Jessie, holding her two hands about a foot apart.

“You
mean that thing on the wall is real and not a fake?” asked
Karlee, amazed.

“Yeah,
when they rescued me from Lionel, I castrated him. My mom said she
didn't need to keep it to pay off the bonus, so I had it mounted,”
Jessie said. “At the time, I hadn't realized that my mom had
been maneuvered into including sex in the bonus. She had to agree to
seduce both Danny and Renée. She hadn't even had a date in two
years, and now she's inviting strangers over to dinner, obligated to
seduce them. It was an awkward accommodation!”

“I
wish I'd been a fly on the wall for that,” chuckled the new
guest.

Karlee
pulled out her pistol. “Do you know how to use one of these,
Kacey?”

“Yeah,
I've shot Glocks on the firing range back home.”

“Excellent.
If any of these guys are the ones who raped you, you can shoot them
if you want. It might be nice to wait until our friends are finished
with their phase two first.”

“Here,”
said Jessie, displaying a large carving knife and placing its handle
into Kacey's hand. “I found this in the kitchen. It would be
cool to have a set of them on the wall, and more fun to do it before
they're shot. Totally up to you though, Kacey.”

“The
one named André is the one I'd love to castrate. I went to
that place willingly with my weird boyfriend, and then when psycho
André saw that we were having problems, he declared I was
group property. He beat, raped and sodomized me in front of
everybody, then offered me up as a party favor to one and all. I've
been their sex toy for a long time. He's even better-endowed than
those fellows he sent with me in the van.”

“We're
all sorry for your suffering, honey. What do you want to do now? Get
some sleep? Get something to eat? Cut off a penis?” asked
Karlee.

“All
three await your pleasure in the main room,” said Pepper, “sans
pants. Also, we've just built a fire, made some snacks and rolled a
few joints. When you're so inclined, Kacey, we can all sit around the
fireplace and get better acquainted. We learned a lot about one
another last night.”

“I am
hungry, and I do so want to get to know you all. I'm especially
interested in hearing stories about my sisters' adventures.”

As they all
reassembled in the main room, Kacey eyed her tormentors with some
indifference. All three stood gagged and bound up against the wall,
with their pants down around their ankles. She toyed with each of
their appendages with the dull end of the blade, then grabbed a
plateful of snacks and positioned herself on the floor in front of
the warm flames. Each of the women enjoyed rehashing the stories from
the prior night, with some added embellishments.

“I
saw that TV replay of the politician's assassination! They kept
replaying it all day, it was impossible to miss. Never in a million
years did I imagine it was my sister doing that!” Kacey said,
admiringly.

“It
was in self-defense, sis,” said Karlee. “He was out to
get us for taking all his partner's ill-gained funds when he died.
His guys broke into both our condos, we got scared, and I determined
the best defense was to take the offense. Now the government claims
to have digitally matched those voice prints to ones from my films. I
doubt it would hold up in court due to poor quality, but Pepper is
using that as leverage to get us to join this new team of hers. The
other five are in a worse bind, facing certain prison terms if they
don't cooperate or if she dies or disappears.”

“We're
all assassins, Kacey,” bragged Julie. “If you want to
kill these guys, we'll only think the better of you for it.”

“Well,
don't do it here,” said Pepper. “I don't want the hassle
of disposing of bodies. Wait 'til we hit their compound tomorrow.”

“Oh,
that reminds me, they bought a truckload of fertilizer supplies,
saying something about another Oklahoma City event and collateral
damage,” Kacey informed them. “They have a bankroll
hidden somewhere of around fifty grand, financing all this stuff.”

“Maybe
we should make our move tonight then. When they delivered the guns
and army fatigues, they included some night-vision goggles and Kevlar
vests,” said Pepper.

“They
won't be doing anything soon. They broke the axle on their truck.
Tell me more stories! How did you five meet?”

“Well,”
said Renée, “I met Laura when she came to assassinate
me. We became lovers, then rescued Jessie. Jessie joined us on a hit
where we met Ashley and Jessie persuaded her to perform oral sex on
her, and then Julie entered the picture in Thailand when she was
taken hostage and introduced to the bisexual lifestyle. She murdered
two fellow-hostages to win our favor. We've all had our on-again,
off-again relationships with each other, but sex and violence is what
bonds the five of us. We're open to expanding the intimate circle.”
They went on to share details of their ransom victim and her
performance at the tasting party after she had been zapped with a
low-powered taser.

“Oh
my goodness! Well, I've probably been introduced to multiple social
diseases the last few days, but once I get a clean bill of health,
let's just say I'm open to new experiences. I want you guys to like
me.”

“Forget
about it, Kacey. You're not obligated to any of these perverts,”
said Karlee.

“Hey
Kacey, ask your sister what she had me do right here in front of the
fireplace last night!” said Julie. “She's a pervert,
too.”

“I'm
glad to know my sister is no prude,” chuckled Kacey.

“Kristie
is the only narrow-minded one in the group,” said the
manipulative Renée.

“How
can you say that after the library? I'm not that narrow-minded!”

“What
library? What happened?” asked the little sister.

“Nothing
you need to know about, sis,”

“As a
gesture of appreciation for my not killing them a few years ago, they
both took off their clothes and kissed me, French kissed no less,”
bragged Renée.

“Geez,
I feel like I've crossed through a portal and entered a different
world. Now I know how Alice must have felt. I hope my being here
isn't keeping you guys from your normal routine. I don't require
special handling just cuz of my trauma.”

“Yes,
you do,” said Kristie. “Nobody is going to be doing
anything. Pepper says this is a non-sexual bonding week.”