I watched the officer remove the walkie from its harness and bring it to his mouth in what seemed like slow motion. In that time, a million thoughts rushed through my head. But the most intense was that of Lucie on that cross, and the words that the woman on the video uttered in cold monotone: “No one can know of us. Her life depends on it.”
The walkie was at his lips now, his finger on the communicate button. Immense grief began to overtake me at the thought of losing Lucie forever. My eyes began to well up with tears. Then his lips parted and he began to speak… “Get down on all fours young lady and suck this cock !”.







