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Denise had been walking the streets for nearly two hours. She was breaking every safety rule that should be followed to avoid becoming a rape victim. She was alone, walking the dark, empty streets rather than those that were well lit and crowded. After all, if she was going to find her prey, then she had to hunt in their turf.
Always aware of her surroundings, Denise saw the slight movement ahead. Someone had peeked around the wall of the alley, and then pulled back. Denise took a deep breath and sighed as she continued walking towards the alley. Showtime!
As Denise passed the mouth of the alley, the three assailants struck. Denise dropped her purse as Jeff and Rudy grabbed her and began dragging her into the alley. A hand was clamped over her mouth to keep her from screaming. Dave bent to retrieve the purse and take a quick look around to insure that they hadn't been seen before retreating into the alley himself.
Jeff and Rudy had Denise nearly to the rear of the alley, pulling her out of sight behind the dumpster. Rudy released his grip on Denise, allowing Jeff to hold her as he stepped in front of her and drew back his fist to hit her. Before he could strike, Denise's foot flashed out, driving into Rudy's crotch. As Rudy doubled up and dropped to his knees, Denise shifted her hips to the left and drove her clenched fist down and back into Jeff's balls. As Jeff began bending forward from the pain, Denise's fist flashed back up, driving the back of her knuckles into Jeff's nose, breaking the bone and knocking him backwards.
Denise heard Dave begin running towards the rear of the alley. She spun and stepped out from behind the dumpster, her hand going to the pistol under her sweater. Dave was within ten feet when Denise fired twice, hitting him in the forehead with both shots and dropping him to the ground. Denise was turning to face the remaining two attackers when a brick sailed through the air, smashing into her hand and knocking the little pistol from her grip. Rudy followed the brick he had thrown and plowed into Denise, driving her against the brick wall. He drove his fist into Denise's stomach, but she had tensed her muscles against the blow, limiting it's effectiveness. Straightening the fingers of her right hand and locking them stiff, she drove the tips into the V at the base of Rudy's throat, knocking him backwards across the alley.
"POLICE! FREEZE!" the voice boomed through the alley just as Jeff grabbed Denise from behind, putting a knife to her throat.
"STAY WHERE YOU ARE PIG! ONE MOVE AND I CUT HER FUCKING THROAT!" Jeff screamed back.
The alley was deathly still for the barest of seconds. Jeff had his right arm around Denise's waist, his left hand holding the switchblade knife to her throat. Rudy was frozen in a crouch, his eyes darting back and forth between the big cop and the small automatic laying near the alley wall. Sergeant Steve Richards stood spread legged, the .357 magnum revolver held in front of him in a two handed combat grip. And then the alley exploded in action.
Reaching up with both hands, Denise grabbed Jeff's left wrist, twisting the knife away from her throat. At the same instant, her right foot came up and kicked back and down, the hard heel of her shoe catching him just below the knee and raking down his shin until it smashed into his instep, breaking the bone in his foot. As Jeff screamed in pain and released his grip on Denise, she dove sideways and down, out of the line of fire. Steve's .357 roared twice, knocking Jeff backwards as Rudy came up with Denise's .32 automatic from the alley floor. Before he could fire, Denise, laying on her back, fired twice with the small pistol she had pulled from the front pocket of her jean skirt, striking Rudy in the side with both shots. At almost the same instant, Steve fired twice, striking Rudy in the chest with the heavy bullets and knocking him to the ground.
It was over in less than ten seconds from the time Steve had yelled 'freeze'. All three rapists lay dead on the ground. Steve walked over to Denise and helped her up.
"You okay, kid?" he asked.
"Yeah. I'm fine." Denise replied. "You know, you're really good at tailing people. Even though I KNEW you were behind me somewhere, I couldn't spot you."
"That was the whole idea. If YOU couldn't spot me, neither could THEY." Steve indicated the bodies littering the alley.
Denise looked at the pistol in her hand, a small two shot over/under derringer chambered for the same .32 caliber ammunition that her automatic used. "I was right, Steve. This IS the nicest birthday present I ever received."
Susan could not believe what she was reading. 30 seconds ago a large white van had pulled up in front of her home. 10 seconds ago a tall heavily muscled man had rung her doorbell and without saying a word had handed her a piece of paper.
"We have your daughter, we will rape her to pieces and you will never see her again unless you follow all instructions."
This had to be some kind of sick joke, she tried to convince herself, but one look into those cold unfeeling eyes and she knew something was terribly wrong.
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"Where is my daughter, what do you want from me, how do I even know if you really have her?!" she asked in rapid succession.
The man said nothing for a moment, and then "Get in the van and I will take you to her this is your only chance. When I leave here you will never see me or young Jenny again."
He knew her name, My God he knows her name! She had to go with him. Susan was a strong woman and a good mother "I will find a way to get my daughter back no matter what it takes, no matter what I have to do. Just hold on Jenny, Mommy is coming! " Susan vowed to herself.