Page 32 of Fall of the Trident
“Yes,sir.You wanted to see me?”Hound stood on the other side of Big Daddy’s sleek black and chrome desk in the hidden office of the Play House deep inside his D.C.club.Between the trains that ran day and night and the Interstate traffic that rumbled by so close he could throw a grenade and hit it, no one suspected the rundown warehouse to be a multimillion-dollar business.
The man in his early fifties didn’t bother to hide his smile.He had the former SEAL by the balls.“I need you to bring that sweet little blonde with the big blue eyes to the club tonight for the Halloween costume party.”
“Certainly.Do you have one in particular in mind or should I just pick one from the training camp?”Hound had been with him almost since the beginning.He was an excellent hunter.For years, the good-looking young man had searched the world over for whatever kind of girl Big Daddy required.Lately, he’d been stocking up on a variety of little girls to be trained before they were taken to Isla de la Alegria (the Island of Joy).
“Yes.The one that’s in your house.”Big Daddy loved to make people squirm.
Controlled shock flashed through Hound’s eyes.
Big Daddy kept talking before the younger man could reply.“I know everything that goes on my organization.I’ve known about her since you picked her up in Sweden five months ago.”
“Sir, but I filled all of your requests and delivered exactly what you asked for to the training camp.”Hound’s hands balled into fists at his side.
“True, but I don’t run an airline so my employees can pick out new girlfriends.My jet.My girls.”Big Daddy wondered what the hell Hound was doing with the ten-year old girl he’d snagged off the streets in Stockholm.He wasn’t a pedophile.He was a voyeur.
As an afterthought, Big Daddy had to ask the most important question, “Is she still a virgin?”
“Fuck yes!”Hound’s face was turning red.“I haven’t touched her.”
“Excellent.”Big Daddy clapped his hands and stood so he could be eye to eye with his employee.“You bring her into the club to tonight’s party.We’ll put her in a little princess outfit, and she’ll be the highlight of the night.We’re auctioning off several things tonight.Her virginity might be worth a million dollars knowing this crowd.”
At Hound’s pissed off expression, Big Daddy realized he needed to give the young man something in return.“Tell you what, I’ll let you watch her get fucked for the first time.I’ll even let you take her home and keep her for a week before she has to go to training camp.”
Big Daddy came around the desk and got face to face with Hound.“You know what happens to anyone who crosses me.I know you’re heading out on another hunting trip next week.Bring me two natural blondes with blue eyes, and I want your little pet in the full rotation the day she finishes training camp.”He pushed in even closer.“If you ever try to deceive me again, your execution will be in front of every man, woman, and child who works for me.”
He walked around to his desk chair and sat down shaking his head.“I would have given her to you if you’d only asked.I’m not an unreasonable man.Now get the fuck out of my office.”
Several hours later Big Daddy stood at the railing of the club’s uppermost deck and watched senators, congressmen, lobbyists, billionaires, and little girls dressed in costumes.Everyone seemed to be having a wonderful time…except Hound.He walked next to a pretty little blonde in ponytails dressed like a princess.Big Daddy had issued express orders that the girl circulate constantly.He needed her to drum up interest in the auction.He needed a cash infusion, fast.
Construction on the island was a few weeks behind but getting materials to it was atrocious.A couple million dollars more, and they’d be done.It had always been his goal to open Isla de la Alegria in November.His clubs always did a booming business over the holidays, and he intended to take advantage of that natural surge.
Although he’d taken a financial hit when the whore house in Norfolk had been raided, the new Doll House in LA had opened the same week.Money had been gushing in from the West Coast, but the island was sucking every dime into the Caribbean.
Big Daddy turned.He’d seen enough until the auction.He stepped through the secret door followed by the two bodyguards assigned to him that night.He needed to make some phone calls and check on the Doll House party.
The lights went out.
Big Daddy paused for a moment waiting for the generator to kick in.
The D.C.Play House manager stepped out from his office with a huge flashlight.“Gentlemen, it looks as though all the electricity is out in this section of the city.Our generators will start in just a few seconds.For safety, we ask that you please don’t move until the lights come back on.”
Big Daddy saw movement near the door a second before someone shouted, “Don’t move.Homeland Security, Human Trafficking Division.Stay where you are.”
Large hands grabbed each of his elbows as red lights appeared on the hidden door handle.“Sir, we’ve got to get you out of here.”
“Use your phones to text all security.Tell them to get the girls out of there.We need to save as much of the merchandise as possible.”
“Already on it.”The bodyguard on his left was already thumb typing on his phone.
“What about the guests?”The bodyguard on his right asked as they maneuvered their way through the office to the closet that contained a hidden slide all the way to the basement.A short tunnel connected them to the subway system.They’d be on the Virginia side of D.C.before the feds had everybody in handcuffs.
Big Daddy didn’t give a shit about those perverts.
“They’re fucked.”
Chapter12
Trevor woketo the sound of his phone vibrating.Glancing at the nightstand clock he blinked and looked at it a second time.Yes, it was two o’clock in the morning.It was only their second night in Little Creek, but he and Marta had gone to bed at nine thirty Eastern time because they were exhausted.
