It was no surprise to the crowd when the judge announced the maximum sentence.
"Twenty years in the federal penitentiary" he intoned, his cold stare falling on the five stoic, muscular men. Only Bruno Salazar met his stern gaze, his lips curled into a hateful snarl. "Without parole." He pounded the gavel. "Court adjourned".
At the sound of the gavel, the bailiff and the sheriff's men ordered the men to stand, their wrists and ankles still shackled, and pushed them roughly out the door. Bruno glanced back at the shapely blonde Britney in the front row, her blue eyes flashing a victorious smile at the handsome lawyer who had led the prosecution team.
Just then, the police officer escorting him pushed something into his hand. Bruno felt the object, and looked down in surprise. It was a key. He glanced back at the officer, who nodded knowingly. "Route 15 by the cement factory. There will be a car waiting. 8 o'clock tonight." Suddenly, he realized. Dino was getting them free. He had a plan.
Bruno grunted, nodded imperceptibly with a smile to the corrupt officer.
Britney's testimony had been solid, and her innocent good looks was all the jury and the press wanted to talk about.
Outside the courtroom, the press waited to take her picture, and Britney knew it, so she took an extra minute to check her hair and collect her thoughts. This was it - the big time! She would finally get recognition for something beyond her high kicks and killer cheerleader routines. She had cracked the biggest story of the year - and beaten the Mob. What's more, the cute lawyer who had been flirting with her during the trial had worked up the nerve to ask her out. She had a date!
"Miss Stevens" Britney turned to the man in a suit and sunglasses next to her. She didn't recognize him, but then she had met so many people in the crowd, This was all happening so fast! "Your legal team has asked that I escort you."
Britney smiled, picking up her designer purse, and following him quickly. She stepped through the doors of the courtroom, but the Press was at the opposite end of the hall. "I'm sorry, is this the right way? I think they were asking me to make a statement..." she wondered. Her guide pulled her quickly through a back stairway. "This way, Miss Stevens."
In less than a minute, they emerged from a door at the back of the courthouse building into a narrow alleyway. A large black sedan was parked, nearly filling the quiet alley. There was no one on the street. Britney was confused, and looked around uncertain, "I'm sorry, I don't think this is the right way--"
Suddenly, a strong arm seized her around her slim waist, pinning her arms behind her back. A thick white cloth covered her face, smothering her open mouth and nose with the sticky-sweet smell of chloroform.
"MMMMM-RRRFFFF!!!!" Britney's eyes went wide as her guide suddenly became her attacker. Her long legs kicked and squirmed, her body squirming desperately against his firm, muscular arms. Her breasts bounced as her upper body twisted and tugged, trying to free her arms pinned tightly against her body. She struggled to find air, but with each breath she inhaled the chemical which only made her more sleepy.
"Sshhhhhh...shhhh... Miss Stevens... too late to fight now... Dino's got a contract on you..." The man was saying with a grin, enjoying the soft curves of her weakening body held firmly against his. His hands groped for a moment her full, perky breasts, massaging them roughly in his large hands. She could no longer fight. The alleyway was spinning, her eyes rolled, and her arms drooped to her side.
The man held her for one final instant, his hot breath against her ear, as she slipped into darkness. His final, mocking words rang ominously in her ear as her eyelids fell shut. "...you are so fucked!"