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Chapter 8 by sman2000 sman2000

Does Gal Gadot realizes something is wrong?

There's no reason for her to suspect anything is wrong.

"Are you new?"

The question took the mercenary by surprise. For a moment he feared that Gal suspected anything. He looked at her through the rear mirror and saw a warm smile on her beautiful face.

"I mean, I don't remember you, are you new in the agency?"

"Yes ma'am, this is my second week"

"Oh, nice to meet you..."

"John"

"Well, John, don't ever call me ma'am again. You can call me Gal, ok?"

She winked an ey. Knowing people tent to feel intimidated by her, Gal always did her best to get along with anyone.

"Ok, ma'am... Gal".

She smiled, and her smile was something else.

"That's better, John".

He smiled back at her, feeling uneasy. He would have wanted she was another spoiled mean slut, but, the woman in the backseat was charming.
The limousine went through the city, but instead of heading to the hotel, to the party, John drove to an abandoned section. Gal wasn't that familiar with the city, so she didn't know it was the wrong way. However, after a while, she checked the hour. They were going to be late.

"John, are you sure this is the way?".

Well, he was sure it was the way he had to take. Without replying, he pressed a button and a security glass was raised between the two of them.

"What...?"

Before she finished the sentence, a white gas emerged from the bottom of the limousing, quickly filling the compartment where Gal was. She reacted quickly and tried to open the door, but it was locked.

"John! Let me out of here! John! Jooohn!"

Her hands formed two fists, and she smashed them against the glass and the windows to not avail. The gas level soon reached for her neck, and then it went above her head. She closed her eyes tight and hold her breath. Meanwhile she kicked the windows with both feet, but the result was the same. Gal resisted as much as she could, but after almost two minutes, she needed to breathe. Finally she opened her mouth and inspired the gas. The efect was almost instant, and she was rendered ****.

John opened the back door once the gas had been extracted. His partners had brought a black van, and they helped him carrying Gals body to the van.

What's next?

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