The special squad unlocked the door and moved quickly into the apartment. Rebecca and Amy were where the brothers had left them. They had been there only for the better part of a day, so they were in better shape than Kim had been.
Even so, they were weak, abused, and terrified, so they were glad to be moved to the police clinic where they bathed, were fed, and allowed latrine privileges. Then, back in bed, wearing hospital robes, they gladly gave their statements.
Every once in awhile, one of the cops would walk into another room, giving Rebecca and Amy a glimpse of another patient in another bed, her head turned away from them, her naked arms by her side under the single white sheet which covered her.
What they couldn’t see, of course, was how the lower half of her face was sealed with bandage, or the way the hospital restraints kept her wrists and ankles locked wide under the sheet.
Rebecca asked when they could leave. The blond cop, who seemed to be the boss, said, “When we’re done.”
She was about to jerk up when Seth knocked her out with a sharp hit from the butt of the gun. She dropped back down heavily, her mouth filled with cock and cum.
Sam smiled as both he and Seth started to “pet” her shapely, nearly naked body. “Fuck this,” Seth breathed. “Fuck this….”
“Soon enough,” Sam assured him.
Then Sean said. “I think I see somebody…!”
“What?” Seth asked. “Who?”
“A redhead…,” Sean reported. “Redhead…killer body. White lace minidress. White heels. Over there…you see her?