THE NEW COACH CHAPTER 23 (Hannah's PoV)

“I’m coming!” The man yelled.

“Don’t cum inside,you darned jerk,” I warned the man, but it was too late, the john shot his load inside my cunt. I tried to kick him so he would pull out his cock from my pussy quickly.

“Fuck, that’s kick is unnecessary. I will not pay you because of that kick, bitch!” The balding middle-aged man protested.

“We agreed that you will not cum inside, but you still did it. You broke our agreement first and you dare saying that you won’t pay me? Such audacity, you deserve that kick, also you should pay me double.”

“No way, I won’t pay you even a single cent. What can you do anyway?” The man smugly refused to pay what he owed me.

I let out a sigh. What a pity, I didn’t want to resort to ****, but the jerk seemed to deserve it. I twisted my hip and did an overhead kick, hitting his head with my feet.

“You bitch, how dare you?” The man retaliated and lunged at me.

I easily evaded the man’s attack and sent another kick at him, disturbing his balance and tripping him down to the ground. I quickly sat above him to prevent him from waking up, and locking his hand to back.

“Do you never consider that the whore you hire is an undercover federal agent expert in martial arts? I hope this taught a lesson to always pay your whore what you owe,” I mocked the man.

“Are you a police? This is police brutality!” The man protested and tried to break free from me.

I twisted his wrist even further, “Don’t you hear me? I’m a federal agent, and not a police, so this isn’t police brutality, we are permitted to use **** more than what police are allowed if we deemed it necessary.”

“Ouch…forgive me, please. I will pay you double. Just release me.” The man cried in pain.

I released him from my grab once I took his wallet. He had exactly $2000 in his wallet. I took 1900 dollars from it, and left him with only a $100 bill in his wallet before throwing his wallet back at him. I wasn’t a heartless person that would not leave some lifeline for him.

_I got a month's worth of meal expenses just for a night of whoring. What a great night. _I mentally counted all the money I got from the start of the night to now.

“Fuck, what an unlucky day to meet a crooked agent, no wonder this country goes to shit. The agent who should serve the country is posing as a whore and extorting the citizen.” The man cursed as he walked away from the place.

‘Agent’, ‘Serve’, ‘Country’. These combinations of words seemed to turn a switch on in my mind. A moment later, my mind seems to be clear of all horny thoughts.

Why the hell I’m whoring myself for money? Yes, I like having money, who doesn’t? But it’s not like I’m in dire need of money that I need to resort to whoring. Whoring for fun and extorting people’s money? It’s something unlike me. There’s something wrong with my state of mind. Was I hypnotized by someone? But when did I get hypnotized?

I rummaged my memories but unable to pinpoint when I got hypnotized and how they hypnotize me. Oh crap, Raven. If I got hypnotized, what about her?

I recalled that I was leaving the girl alone in the shady alleyway. It took me some minutes to get back to the alleyway where I left her and didn’t find Raven there. Hopefully, she understood my instructions and took shelter at the club

The club bouncer stopped me when I was about to enter the club. He scrutinized my appearance for a moment, and mumbled, “a whore.”

“May I enter?” I asked the man.

“Of course, but don’t make trouble. Don’t snatch clients from our girls. The priority to pick is still for those strippers working here. Do you understand?” Said the big man.

“Don’t worry, I’m not here to steal someone’s client.”

“Good, you may enter then.” The man stepped aside and gave me an entry to the club.

When I got inside, my attention was instantly grabbed by the girl on the stage.

Why was she even on stage?

The one on the stage was Candycunt a.k.a Raven, she was stripping, most of her clothes had already been dropped to the floor. She danced sexily. Twerking her ass and making other sexually suggestive moves.

People seemed to enjoy her dance and started applauding her. Raven’s move became more obscene and vulgar as the clap grew louder, until she just played with her pussy on stage. After a few moments, she shuddered and came. She squirted like a water fountain, and she even made a silly smiley face while she came. Thankfully, the other stripper came to her help and dragged her behind the stage.

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“Explain. Why are you up there on the stage?” I interrogated Raven. I had fetched the goth imbo from the club backroom, thankfully, aside from needing to pay some cleaning cost, the club manager didn't make things hard for me to bring Raven's out from the club.

We were now inside my car as we drove back to Raven's place.

“When I saw those strippers. I feel like I have a deja vu. . .it's like I recall doing something similar to stripping somewhere. And then, all of a sudden, Candy's memories started to resurface in my mind. It was not a clear memory but a vague one. I then thought ‘if watching these strippers had recovered this vague memory. What if I dance on the stage’?

“So, what kind of memories have you recovered?” I asked her.

“Prison.”

“Prison?”

“Yes, prison, I remember dancing and stripping in front of the prison’s wardens and inmates. Not only that, I remember I was fucking one of the inmates behind the bar,and then another person stopped me before I could cum. Unfortunately, despite my best trying to remember the face of that someone fucking me, I can’t recall it clearly.” Raven narrated what she recalled to me.

“Alright, thanks for the information. I will look for it.”

“Anyway, auntie, where are my shares?”

Being called auntie by Lisa instead of being called Ms. agent somehow felt so natural to me.

“Share? What’s share?”

Lisa pouted, “My money, where is my share of money? You got $1000 for whoring yourself to that man, right? You said you will give me a share of it when you come back.”

“Ah, that’s what you mean.” I took $500 from my pocket and gave them to Lisa.

Lisa smelled and even kissed the stack of dollars as she got it from me, “Thanks, Auntie.”

“Lisa, have you always been so greedy and fixated on money?” I asked the girl another question.

“What kind of question is that? Isn’t it normal for people to be a little greedy for money? Aren’t you the one who taught me to be more appreciative of money?”

“Am I teaching you that?”

Raven nodded. “Yes, auntie, you had drilled the idea of loving easy money on my head tonight. I don’t know that you are so well versed on getting easy money.”

The frown on my face grew deeper, “No, there’s something wrong with our state of mind. I suspect that we, or at least me, got hypnotized. But how? I had only been with you from when I sent you home from my place to now. The only time I left was to make a report.”

“Are you suspecting me that I hypnotized you, Aunt Hannah?You are the one who recovered me from my previous hypnotized state, you should know well whether I’m still under someone's hypnotic control or not.”

“No, I never said that I suspected you. After I thought further, we might not be hypnotized directly. The mastermind behind is an expert of creating subliminal. So, I think there is some subliminal trap in your home that we triggered and influenced our mind without us noticing it.”

Raven contemplated, and mumbled, “Trap? What could be a trap in my house? No, there is one that could be used as a trap, the diary in the basement. I think the diary is the trap.”

“I don’t think so, the diary is a bait, I think the whole basement is the trap.”

“So, what should I do? Should we go back to my home?”

“Of course, just act usual when you get home, you should be fine if you don’t go to the basement. You can call me if you suddenly feel that you have too many weird thoughts that push you back to act like Candy,” I instructed Raven.

“Yes, Ma’am.”

It felt so weird in my ear when Raven was back to call me Ma’am rather than Aunt Hannah. We only knew each other for a few days, and she only started to call me Aunt tonight, but it felt like the calling struck a chord within me and it made other honorifics like Ma’am didn’t feel right.

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I dropped Raven at her house, and reminded her one more time to call me if things went awry.

It was almost quite late in the night now, I was driving my car alone. I didn’t intend to go back to my place just yet. I have somewhere to check. The clue given by Raven was a good lead.

I arrived at the prison. And at this time, the place was closed tight. Obviously because it was way beyond the normal visiting hours.

The guard at the gate stopped me. “What’s your business here, whore?”

Crap, I forgot to change my clothes first. No wonder that the guard mistook me as a whore because of my sexy dress.

Fortunately, I always brought my badge everywhere.

“I’m agent Hannah Clark, CIA agent. I’m currently on an undercover mission, so I hope you don’t mind how I dress. I request an entry. I have some business with one of your inmates and I want to meet with the chief warden or someone in charge around here when the chief isn’t on the place.” I told the guard my credential and purpose.

“Wait here, let me call the person in charge.” The guard ran back to his post.

A few moments later, the gate opened up. The guard came back to me.”

“You get the clearance, Ma’am. Follow me, I will lead you to the deputy chief in charge.”

I followed the man inside the building. The walk felt like a walk of shame where everyone who was still up looked at me like I was a piece of meat. Fortunately, It was just a short walk and we arrived at the deputy chief’s room.

“Please enter, the deputy chief is inside,” said the guard.

I never expected that the deputy chief would be a short-haired brunette middle-aged woman in her mid 30 like me. She had the body of a muscle barbie, with a big chest that I assumed was 36DD, but her overall body figure was quite athletic. Just a look, and I knew she was also a good fighter comparable to me. In this field of work, being a good fighter was necessary.

“Nice to meet you, Agent. I’m Gigi Rivera, the deputy chief in charge tonight. I heard the gist of your request from my subordinate, but mind telling me the details? I will help you as much as I can, as long as your request is reasonable, and I have the authority to do it.” The deputy introduced herself.

“Nice to meet you, Deputy. I’m agent Hannah Clark. My visit here is just for one thing; I want to access this month’s visitor list for Caleb Lebron.”

“Caleb…” The deputy mumbled weakly, her calm face turned into a frown for a moment before returning to calm again. She might not realize that all her micro-expressions had been noticed by me.

“Any problem, deputy?”

The warden shook her head, but her face showed an apologetic expression, “No, it’s just, I can only give you this week's visitor's list if you want it right now. If you want this month’s visitor list, you need to visit again tomorrow. We need to sort the data first.”

“Sort the data? Are you hiding something from me, deputy?” I stared at her suspiciously.

“No, Ma’am. It’s just the procedure here. We do the tracking weekly in this place, if you want monthly, we need to merge four weeks data into one first.”

I call bullshit. This bitch is intentionally making things difficult for me. But it proof, that my hunch is correct. The mastermind had visited this place and had a link with the higher up of this prison.

“You shouldn’t lie, deputy.”

The woman snorted, “Lie? Why should I lie?”.

“You are hiding someone in Caleb visitor’s list, and you don’t want me to find out. You didn’t expect me to come here, and had yet to tinker with the data, so you want a time. You do realize that this is an obstruction of justice, right, deputy?”

“What a wild guess, agent. I don’t need to hide or protect any person. It’s just the rule. We should follow the rule. If you think you can break small rules, just because it is procedural rules, you will soon break bigger rules,” the deputy argued.

“Fine, I won’t break the rules, but if you said you don’t hide or protect any person. May I visit Caleb just for a quick questioning?”

The deputy took a minute to consider, and finally relented, “Fine, I will let you meet him, but I can’t guarantee that Inmate Caleb still wakes up, if he is still awake, you can question him. But don’t make a ruckus and visit back tomorrow if he is asleep. His right to get enough rest is guaranteed by the law.”

“Okay.”

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My gamble paid off. Behind the bar, Caleb was still wide awake. Our eyes met each other. Caleb had a lecherous smile on his face.

“Are you a whore sent by my brother? Quite generous of him to send me a whore at this god forsaken hours. Did he know that I was unable to sleep?” Caleb asked provocatively.

The deputy was about to say something but I stopped her.

“Please, open the cell door, deputy.” I requested the warden.

She proceeded to open Caleb's cell, and the two of us entered his cell.

“You asked me whether I’m a whore sent by your brother, but before I answer you. Answer my question, did your brother send another whore aside from me?”

“A lot.”

I was surprised that Caleb frankly said a lot. I expected that he would hide it, but he chose to be honest. I could see from his expression, he was not lying and he enjoyed boasting it..

“Is Lisa Kendall, one of them?”

Caleb’s expression quickly changed to serious.

“Who are you?” He seemed to be surprised to hear Raven’s name from my mouth.

“Answer me first, and I will tell you my identity. Is Lisa Kendall, one of the whore sent by your brother here?”

“Actually, I know your identity, you must be the CIA agent who is chasing my brother’s trail. How about a trade? Let me out of this place, and I will help you to put my brother behind the bars.” Caleb replied without answering my question.

I understood the reason why he could be so smug and frank now. This boy hated his brother.

“Why should I let you out? According to Scott, you have done several horrible things. You deserved to be in jail, and your brothers will follow you soon.”

“You believe the wimp? You shouldn’t believe a boy like Scott who loves to exaggerate things to get his mommy’s attention. My deed was less evil than whatever he told you.”

“Yes, I am. Scott is a better boy than you,” I told him.

“Cowardly, pervert, mommy boy. Better? Sure…Whatever, it seems your definition of what a real man is so low,” Caleb insulted Scott.

“Anyway, I don’t want you to derail the question anymore, I will give you one more chance to answer my question. Is Lisa Kendall, one of the whores sent by your brother here?”

“We have no deal, why should I answer you? Also, you can’t do anything to me. Gigi there is quite a fighter, and she is a pawn planted by my brother here to monitor and protect me. Gigi, you should neutralize the agent now, she knows your secret now.”

I quickly turned my attention to the deputy chief. She had a pissed off expression as if she had eaten a shit after Caleb revealed her identity, but she still knew her priority, the deputy chief quickly sent a kick toward me that I parried with my kick. After getting her kick parried, the deputy quickly regained her poise and sent a punch toward my face. I managed to block her and send my own punch toward her face that the deputy avoided. It seemed that we have similar fighting styles and expertise in kickboxing.

“Hey, you two, don’t forget me. Look here.” Caleb yelled.

Caleb’s voice caught our attention. He was holding a tablet. The screen of the tablet had a colorful spiral on it.

My mind was quickly drawn to the spiral. Colorful, pretty spiral.

Oh crap! He is trying to hypnotize us.

I could feel my mind started to slip away as I was hooked by the subliminal video.

To Be Continued in Next Chapter

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