Bruce and Bligh were in Caesar's Palace playing blackjack. Bruce had held steady with his $200 for the past four hours, never getting too far ahead or too far behind. Bligh had fluctuated wildly, he had been up $5000 at one point but was currently down $2000. They had been playing the part of drunk, foreign tourists and keeping an eye on the place. Bruce had watched Kristy parade Elaine around the casino last night, or early this morning, if you chose to look at it that way while Bligh rested. Elaine had even looked at him, but she did not know what he looked like, she had never seen their faces. Bruce reported back to Hunter, woke up Bligh, then waited around for Sam.
Roy's systems had tipped them off that Elaine was here. He might be out of action, but Roy left lots of programs running that tracked people; specifically Elaine, Mark, Sam and J.J. Elaine had been located here and they came to check it out. When they saw her they called Hunter to ask if they should grab her. Much to their disappointment, they both fondly remembered their time on the mountain, Hunter said to wait and see if Sam was going to show up. So they waited, keeping an eye on Kristy and Elaine.
Bruce and Bligh had had a busy week or so since the massacre in Canada. They had stuck around in the area long enough to take care of the two thugs Mark had sent to kill Roy. Those two amateurs would not be reporting back. Roy was off to Seattle to recover, but he was still going to be out of action for a while yet. Next, they had paid a visit to Mark's ranch. Security was too tight to take him out, but they had ambushed a patrol and planted a few traps. They had done some creative destruction while there, too. Bruce had provided cover while Bligh had fire bombed a couple of Mark's airplanes then they had switched roles while Bruce burned a few of Mark's outbuildings. Judging from the smell coming from one, they had found Mark's marijuana storage. That should keep Mark penned in while they hunted down Sam. At some point, when they had Hunter with them, they would get in and finish off Mark. That was, of course, unless he finished them off first.
Elaine was hurrying through the casino towards the lobby. Bruce and Bligh finished their hands and discreetly followed her. She was alone and looked flustered. Bligh was a better texter so he quickly sent a message to Hunter explaining the situation and asking what they should do. The reply came back "let her go. watxh 4 sam." It took Bligh a second to realize that Hunter meant "watch", he was still not that up on texting.
They watched Elaine get her Oldsmobile and leave. Both were disappointed, they had wanted another round with her, but orders were orders. A few minutes later, coming in through the same door in the opposite direction, was Sam, and he had that redhead Amanda with him. Bruce and Bligh exchanged a quick look with Amanda then she continued on to the elevators.
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Kristy was in trouble and she knew it. She had just naturally assumed that Elaine would obey her, and that the slave would do anything Kristy told her to do. After she, Frank and John finished with Elaine, she had sent Elaine back to the room naked. That had seemed like a nice little bit of humiliation: send a recently fucked, nude woman running through the halls back to their room. Kristy had already made arrangements to sell Elaine to Sam, but how could Elaine know that? It would have been great to watch Sam violate Elaine, to see him ram his big cock in her tight little body. Now, that was not going to happen.
Kristy had lingered with Frank and John. Frank rolled a joint and Kristy had happily smoked with them and had a drink or two. Maybe three, it was a little fuzzy at the moment. Kristy just assumed Elaine would be waiting for her back at the room, but when she got there, Elaine was gone. Not only was Elaine gone, but so was all of Elaine's stuff. Kristy felt the pit of her stomach drop when she saw the contents of her purse scattered on the bed and the valet ticket for the car gone. Elaine had escaped and Kristy had let her go. Now she was not going to get the reward from Sam, and, on top of that, she was going to have to deal with a pissed off Sam.
Kristy thought that maybe she could get out before Sam arrived here. This was Las Vegas, it should be easy to blend into the crowd until she could get on a bus or plane and get out of town. But Kristy was stoned and not thinking fast. By the time she had started to pack, there was a loud knock at the door. Kristy froze. It was Sam, there was no doubt about that, he knocked like a battering ram. Kristy did not know what to do, he was at the door. The only other way out was the balcony and there was no chance she was escaping that way. If only she had walked Elaine down here instead of sending her on her own she would not be in this mess.
Kristy took a deep breath. Sam knocked again, louder this time and Kristy walked to the door. She felt like she was walking to the gallows, that this would be the last meaningful walk in her life. She opened the door and looked up at Sam. Sam was in his early 40s, maybe 5'8" tall and built like a bear. He had short, dark hair in a crew cut and abundant body hair below his shirt sleeves and poking out of his khaki button down shirt. He was scowling and that highlighted one scar in the middle of his forehead. Kirsty was stoned enough that she briefly lost herself staring at the scar and forgot was a mess she was in.
Sam saw the look on Kristy's face. He did not even have to ask, he already knew.
"You let her get away," he said. It was a statement, not a question.
He pushed his way past her into the room, Amanda followed behind with a slight, self-satisfied smile on her face.
"Shut the door, Amanda," Sam said with an exaggerated calm. He looked around the room, saw the handcuffs, dildo and lube. "So instead of calling me immediately, you decided to have some fun first. And you let her get away." Sam was having a tough time keeping his cool "Why the hell can't anyone keep a hold of this woman?" he finally yelled. Kristy flinched back.
"Dunno, Sam," Amanda answered. "She's pretty, but not that smart." It was a lie, Amanda knew Elaine was far more intelligent and clever than people credited her.
"Where do you think she's headed?" Sam asked Amanda.
"Arizona. Back to her home turf," Amanda answered with certainty.
"Can you find her there?" Sam was rather pointedly ignoring Kristy for the moment, but she knew there was no getting past him.
"I know where to look," Amanda assured him, "I can find her. And keep her." She looked at Kristy when she said that.
Sam turned back to Kristy. "I told you I was going to fuck someone when I got here," Sam said to the brunette. "Since you screwed up and let Elaine go, it was going to be you. But there are other things afoot that may make you unnecessary, irrelevant to the big picture, even. Furthermore, since you have proven that we cannot trust you, I think it's time to change your life a little bit." He turned back to Amanda, "do you have any slave contracts on you?"
Amanda grinned. "Why, Sam, I believe I do have one in my bag. I try to keep one around just in case a nice opportunity arises." She reached into her bag, fumbled around a bit, and handed Sam a manilla envelope full of papers.
