Agents Alba Zevon and Rachel Adams were supposed to be in and out of the hotel suite in under ten minutes: find the hard drive, confirm the intel, disappear. The techno sleazeball who owns the room is nowhere to be seen, and that should have been their first warning.
Before either of them can finish the search, a voice cuts into the room with no visible source and no interest in a conversation. It doesn’t ask. It tells Rachel exactly what to do, and her body listens before her brain catches up. She pulls Alba’s wrists behind her back and locks on the metal cuffs, drops to her ankles and repeats the process, then draws the two sets together into a tight hogtie. A ball gag goes in next, cinched snug enough that all Alba can offer back is a muffled protest and a glare.
Rachel stands over her partner and watches her fight the cuffs, telling herself this is somebody else’s mess to clean up. But the voice isn’t finished, and the longer Rachel stands there listening for its next command, the more she starts to wonder whose hands are still actually her own. It doesn’t take long to find out. The same cuffs come out again, this time for her, and by the end of it Rachel is on the floor beside Alba in an identical hogtie, ball gagged, jangling every time she shifts her weight.
Two of VIREX’s best, miniskirted and nylon clad, competent right up until they weren’t, now on their knees and stomachs for whoever is running this operation. They drool, gasp, and strain against cuffs that don’t care how good either of them used to be at getting out of trouble, wide eyed and giving the camera every bit of fear and defiance they have left while the voice keeps watching.
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