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Chapter 60 by Xenolan Xenolan

And then...

Ambush!

The "path" widens out as Jade approaches the top of the cliff, and she ducks down to get a look without being seen. The large, two-story structure which is (allegedly) the final Safe House stands only fifty yards away, its door invitingly open... but leading up to it are large boulders, bushes, at least a dozen places where someone could hide in wait. I'd say it wasn't fair, Jade thinks, except that's not where we need to go! There's the smaller building, over there, and it's a straight, clean shot. I could run for it and maybe I could make it, but I really don't think it'll be that easy!

She takes a tighter grip on her stick. I'm going to have to fight for it, I know I will. And these guys aren't just fighting for my cunt anymore; the one who gets me first becomes an instant millionaire. But what I'm figthing for is worth a lot more than that... and that's what'll get me through this.

Jade picks herself up slightly, crouching in a runner's pose. I have to fake them out... go for the bigger building, make whoever's there think he can ambush me, then veer off and go for the real prize. There, that bush - the wind just blew the top of it aside, there's a guy waiting there. I'll run right for him, then break off when I get within ten yards. One more run, Fox!

Jade bursts out from her scant cover and sprints for the bush-lined path to the end goal.

Her feet pound against the grass-covered sand, her seawater-dampened hair blows back, and the bush grows closer. She can see the top of the man's head, holding rock-steady. He's playing it really cool, Jade thinks, he's not even twitching. Waiting for me to pass, then he'll jump out and grab me. Almost there... now!

Jade makes a hard turn to the right, her bare foot skidding against the grass, but she stays upright and keeps running. The smaller shack grows closer now.

I did it! she thinks. They're not even following me! Wait - why aren't they following me? Jade suddenly feels her stomach drop, as her brain seems to leap into overdrive and connect the pieces of the puzzle between one step and the next. "Oh, SHIT!"

A loud -pop-, a bright flash, and a hot lance seems to stab deep into her leg, knocking it out from under her. Jade collapses into the ground, rolling over as her leg twitches madly, a searing and burning pain radiating from her calf. She swats blindly with her stick, but all her muscles seem to be spasming out of her control, and the stick strikes a rock with its bottom end and snaps in two near the base. Then the fire suddenly goes out, leaving her leg numb and lifeless, her heart going ninety miles an hour, her vision threatening to go black.

No! her fading consciousness screams at her. You go out now, and you die!

With an effort of will like she's never summoned before, Jade forces herself to remain awake, shaking her head to drive back the encroaching darkness, rolling up onto what seems like her hands and knees. Her teeth are clenched tightly shut, and she makes her jaw relax.

"I'm impressed," says a voice from above her. "When I got hit with one of these, I went down for at least five minutes. Of course, they got me right in the chest."

Enrico, Jade thinks, and the rising fear helps her consciousness to return further.

"You know, for a moment there, I thought you really had been fooled into thinking that was the final Safe House," Enrico says; he seems to be pacing around her, slowly. "But I knew you'd be smarter than that. I knew you'd get here first, little Fox. I pegged you right from the start, you were the best one of the bunch. I saw it in your eyes."

"You... you can't -"

"Shut up," Enrico says, almost calmly, and Jade feels something hard and heavy - the butt-end of his Taser rifle, most likely - thud hard into her side. She rolls over onto her back from the **** of it, curling up into a ball, except for the leg which remains numb and limp.

"You were gonna say, I can't get away with it," Enrico says, and when Jade opens her eyes she sees him there, the morning sun glinting off his eyes - and those eyes show a mind which has twisted beyond anything like reason. "You want to know why none of those other guys are coming after you now? Because I killed them all, that's why. And I got away with it, six times."

He really did it, Jade thought, her initial suspicions confirmed. He murdered six people, just on the off chance that I might come in here and find it suspicious that no one was waiting!

"Then I hid myself under that big tub of lard right over there, so they couldn't see me on their cameras," Enrico says. "But this, I want them to see!" He flips the rifle up to his shoulder, points it at Jade's head. "They call this a non-lethal weapon... but if it goes straight into your brain... well, I think that definition might need a rewrite."

Staring up at the insane man looming above her, holding a truly deadly rifle pointed at her eyes, knowing that she will be only one more in the line of people he's killed, Jade does the only thing she can think to do.

She laughs.

And Enrico lowers the rifle, looking at her incredulously. "You've lost it, Ginger," he says.

"You're pathetic," Jade replies, laughing more to hide the grimace of pain she feels from... just about everywhere, at this point. "Everything you've done, everything you've been through to get to me, and now you've got me helpless, and you're just going to shoot me?"

"Why not?" Enrico says, raising the rifle again.

"THAT'S why not." Jade points at his crotch, where his manhood stands fully extended and hard. "Come on... are you seriously saying that after all this, you're not going to fuck me?"

Enrico raises an eyebrow, lowers the rifle again. "In case you hadn't noticed, I'm not like these other idiots on this island. You really think I'm going to let my guard down in front of you for a minute? And you can't expect me to believe you actually want it."

"Maybe I do," Jade says. "You know what they've been doing to us, because you're not stupid. You know they've been dosing us up, making us horny as fuck. And yeah, if it was an option, I'd rather you just let me go... but since that's not gonna happen, what difference does it make? At least I won't die a virgin."

Enrico stands silently over her for a long moment.

"You're about to go to prison, you know that," Jade says. "Think about it: you murdered six men, and you're about to kill me too. This is a goddamn island, you've got nowhere to run, and you can't even hide for long because they've got cameras all over this place. So you can sit in prison for the rest of your life with the memory of having shot me between the eyes with a stupid gun, or you can go to bed each night remembering how you shoved your hard cock deep into me with your hands around my neck, hearing me gasp out my last breath while you fucked my hot little virgin cunt!"

Jade glances down, and sees a tiny dribble of pre-come emerge from the very tip of Enrico's shaft. The alien desires have taken hold of her as well, and she feels her pussy growing warm and wet in anticipation.

"All right," Enrico says slowly. "All right, you get five more minutes alive, and I get one last fuck. Sounds like a good deal, except you need to be a little more helpless than this." The rifle moves to point at Jade's other leg.

"What's the point if I'm ****?" Jade asks, trying to keep her voice steady. "You might as well be fucking a corpse. And even if I manage to stay awake somehow, the leg you shot me in is completely numb. You'll have to tell me when you put it in, because I won't feel a thing. But hey, if that's how you like it, it's not like I get much say in the matter."

"Shut up!" Enrico shouts, kicking at Jade's exposed leg.

Jade simply shrugs. "Like I said... totally numb. Not much fun for you, I think."

"All right!" Enrico says. "That's enough!" He glances off to one side of Jade, where her broken stick is lying on the ground next to her. "Right there, that's a set of handcuffs, isn't it? Put 'em on. Behind your back."

Jade's bravado slips. "Wait, maybe this isn't -"

"Do it fucking now," Enrico whispers, pointing the rifle not at her head this time, but between her legs. "Or you'll sure as hell feel something down there, bitch."

Does Jade have a plan?

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