Last year

Fredrik Had been robbing the Tea Gangs drug factory in Spain, eliminated many of their hitmen and had now been hunted and found by the International Cocain maffias soldiers. He managed to get them all killed and is now suffering a great deal of paranoia. He was afraid they would try to kill him again. He realised that the French undercover cop Alain and the Scandal Adlult actress Elin had been killed, in France… He happened to be the only survivor, he had only killed mafia soldiers and so in self defence, so he should not be scared. but the question were still there, why were he there? And how come he carried a gun? Fredrik realised that he was 5 hours drive from home, and at home his wife and kids were playing, not aware of any of this massaker.

16 December 2014,

Fredrik felt how his head started to spinn, he needed to calm down to relax. He hadn’t been drinking so much lately, but now he really felt that he needed some good drinks. He knew he had fucked life for himself, Probably he had no normal life to return to anywhere in the world. If he went to the police, he would be sent to prison, if he were found by the mafia, he would be eliminated. If he now went home to his family he could put them into danger. Frederick had become an outlaw on the run from almost everyone.

Fredrik looked at himself, he looked ok, maybe a little bit dirty. He took a fast look of the place and collected his things, emptied all the deads pockets. He wanted it to look like the maffia had won the battle and gone with everyone elses belongings. He left finally a 50 cent coin in the doorway. To make it look like a battle between mobs and that one part had been in debts to the other.

He left the café and walked a little extra turn around the Saint Juan de Luz village to get to his car, so in case somebody later would be questioned, he would not have been seen coming directly from the crime scene to his car.

Frederick had always loved his village, it was probably the village in his life that he hd been to that was the most peaceful, it made him feel bad in the stomuch, now he had experienced the most hoorible attack in this calm village. It would change his point of view for ever.

In the car, he started to cry, he started the engine, crying big wet tears. He thought he could go to the border between Spain and France and take one night at a hotel, get really drunk and try to rinse his head from all evil and get the thoughts straight.

Thirty minutes later

He stoped the car outside a liquor store, big as a warehouse, it was called “Venta Peyo”. Fredrik checked that he had a bunch of money in his wallet and went into the store to get some good cheap whiskeys. inside he found the place being heaven for a thirsty man as he was today. he picked small bottles to make a good tasting test to get to know some new kinds he had not tried yet. Since he normally never druk the really old kinds he this time took only 12 years and older. He found 20 different bottles. The rarest was 2 different whiskeys from Japan. He collected a shopping wagon full of bottles. He paid the bill with a 500 Euo bill, he got a very strange look from the cashier, but since the ticket was about 480 Euros he got only a few coins left as change, and now he looked a little bit strange at the cashier.. Hm, expencive stuff he said. The cashier answered that one that are running around with 500 Euro bills should not complain. Fredrik smiled and said: ‘Maybe not.’

Fredrik came to the car and filled the trunk with the bottles. He then searched for a hotel and found a one star hotel with a little restaurant on the bottom floor. He parked the car, went in and asked if there were any rooms free and if it was hour to eat now or if he had to wait? The person in the reception answered that he could get his room now and maybe wash up a little first? Then he was welcome to join for dinner from 20H. Fredrick said that he could accept that looked at his watch and found out that it was only. 17H30. he felt hungry and regreted not having bought some snacks as well. He asked if there by any chance were some ham or choritzo to order to bring up to the room with some bread, The receptionist told him that it was possible and told him to wait for the room service to deliver it. Fredrik said that would be so nice. He thanked again and went to his car to get some whiskey bottles and then he went to his room. he had choosen one OBAN very smoky and old, he knew it from before, too smoky for fredericks taste, but he had choosen that whiskey for the free Whiskey glass that came with it. The glas came handy now and he poured a big glass of some other Chivas 30 years old special. He did not even think the 30 years were for real, he had learned that in marketing it was all a lie, but th whiskey was to good to be true as well, so he did not complain.

He got undressed and went into the bathroom, consisting of a little jacuzzi, Fredrik smiled and sat into the warm water, sipping on the whiskey that was almost as old as him and as he lent back he started to see all the scenary from the day. He saw his whole life pass by.

Pliiing, the door rang and a female voice said “room service.” Fredrik awoke from his half asleep half not aware of were he was. He jumped up and in the move he dropped the whiskey glass in the jacuzzi. “Fuck” he roared. He run to the door and opened, naked not even thinking of were he was, what was happening, not being careful not knowing if the person on the other side of the door really was the hotels not knowing anything about him… The girl that came with the tray of hams, choritzo and bread was of south american origin. Fredrik heard on her accent and judged from her appearance that she probably was from Bolivian mountains, she had a qute indian looking face and seemed to be maybe maximum 16 years old.Â

‘Oh, sorry she said in her Bolivian Accent, I am Natalia, they have sent me with the food you have ordered, but please put something on.’

‘Damn, I am so sorry I was not really aware of were I am, I was very tired, I must have slept in the jacuzzi.’

The girl laughed and said: ‘No problem, where do you want the tray?’

‘Just anywhere it fits, Fredrik answered. Here have some tip, thank you.’

‘Thank you, we hope to see for the dinner? Natalia aswered with a questioning tone, as you do in spanish.’

‘Oh, yes I hope I will not fall back asleep.’

‘I can come and wake you up in case of , The dinner is served from 20H so I can come just then and you will still have time enough to get ready before the dinner is over.’

‘OK, that is fine, here have a 10 Euro, for the help, many thanks, very nice. You have very good service at this hotel.’

Fredrik took his little buffet and poured another glass of a whiskey he had never heard of: the Japanese single malt. He took a sip and were surprisd over the nice taste, and how well it was going together with the Serrano Ham and the Choritzo. He enjoyed and the whiskeygalss became empty so he had to try another glas from another kind before he finished the tray of cold cuts. he got a Very Old Tennesse Jack Daniels, 24 years old it said. Fredriks favorite whyskey was dfenitely Jacks so he was expecting something very special and he did not get dissapointed, it was the best thing he had drunk since his last HULK. Fredrik suddenly got very thursty to drink a hulk, but he realized that there where no mint, no aguardiente, no limejuice, and no crushd ice, so he had to stick to whiskey. Next glass felt less exciting, it was the OBAN that he knew from before, but it was better today than he had rememered from his first meeting with the single malted and very old kind.

Pliiing, Fredrik got less surprised this time. He was dressed and ready to go to the dinner, a little bit dizzy but with great hunger and a big interest in getting to know the little girl Natalia better.

He came down to the diner and he saw a lot more people sitting there than he had expected.

At every table here wer at least one young south american or north african girl seated as hostess, and there were men in all ages. The noise were high, people were talking a lot, natalia showed fredrik to his table and sat down with him. Natalia smiled at Fredrik and leaned towards him and asked if she could pour him some wine? yes of cpurse thank you, she touched his thigh a little bit and he started to get a little bit suspicious of her way that made him feel that she was there to seduce him. He got paranoia and got cold. He let her continue but he was on his gard.

The food came in plate by plate and the wine were filled for evry sip taken. Fredrik was not sure of the cuantity he had drunk, the glass were full all the time, but he knew he had drunk a large quantity.

When the desert was over Natalia told him she should help him up to his room. Frerik thought the room sounded good, since he was more than tired. They got into the room and Natalia pushed him down on the bed, she jumped up on top of him and started to massage his chest on the outside of the shirt. he hardly felt it from all alcohol he had in the blood but when she opened his shirt and started to lick his nipples he couldn’t but moan loud. She didn’t care but continued and when she felt that his dick ws hard inside the pants she undressed hin and started to lick on the dick as it was a cold icecream, her innocent way made him feel like it was here first time and it made him even more horny. When Natalia felt inside herself that the situation was making her wet inside. She eased her drass away and got on top of Fredriks dick, riding it. Fredrik was not sure how this was started nor how it was supposed to end, he prefered it to never end, but he was also scared that the little girl wasn’t protected and that this would lead to other things than just a one night sex. Fredrik suddenly felt how he was going to cum and told her that if she didn’t want it all inside she had to get off. Natalia continued and took it all inside her and when he had cum she laid down on his stomucha and Fredrik fell asleep. As he slept Natalia left him on his bed and looked in his jacket to see how his billfold looked like. it was full of 500 Euro bills, and she took ten bills, still leaving more than that. She had never in her life seen so much money before, so she though she should send the money to her parents in Bolivia, she had already envelopes written for this reason, she read on her envelopes, Jose vargas, Cutchabamba county, Farm 356, Bolivia.

Natalia cried a little bit when she left the money inside the envelope, she was remembering the days in the djungle, how her grandmother had died and how the family had been broken down and how she had been taken away from her family only 14 years old, last year. She had been taken to a aeroplane and sent to Spain, she was first not told to do anything, but when she had got a passport saying she was 18 years old, she had to start to seduce men that came to the hotel, she normally got them very drunk as she had been tought and she seduced them and then robbed the client after the sex that normally made them sleep. She knew it was safe, no man would never tell on her, she would just tell her age to them and she would have a bigger demand on the man than him on her. If they even had noticed. She always left the man some money, but since the hotel always charged in advance, many did not even check their billfolds for money that was left before they had gone out of the hotel.