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Had there been a break .. between having the crap kicked out of him after the oven and coming-to in the shed again? If so, that moment had passed Kwesi by. Not aware of it. If these bastards had even gone off to take a leak .. didn’t feel like that to Kwesi.
Just kept on and on at him. Hardly had he been bent forward and another eye-popping laser strike slashed across his ass before he woke up on his knees in the shed. Senses reeling, head thumping, mouth dry-as-fuck, hurting.
They’d got the other guys, they’d said. Worked them over too. Not sure that wasn’t a big stinking heap of BS. But .. even if true .. seeing as these beatings were still going on, they’d got nothing out of them either. IF these fuckers had the guys .. sure as hell the guys would be sticking it to these dickheads too. None would have blabbed. None ‘d have given up hope. All remembering the code .. no one got left behind.
And here was Spetznaz in his face. About to set off again. Kwesi couldn’t let the guys down.
Bring it on, motherfucker.