"You have the money?" Tony, the gruff enforcer, barked out as Sarah approached the door of the shady building. She reached out and handed him the old leather purse packed with stacks of bills. She expected him to count it, but was surprised when he merely glanced over it and motioned for her to follow him inside.
Sarah had a hand on a little can of pepper spray in her coat pocket as they walked along...she knew if they really wanted to take her, even that wouldn't save her, but she could at least make one of them suffer. Most of the rooms they passed were largely empty, just grody looking beds...some with visible stains...her stomach churned just thinking about what took place here. And how close it was to happening to her if not for her big brother...
John and Sarah's father had serious gambling issues. Their mother tried to keep him away, but he was still trying to be part of their lives and, whenever he had a big score, he'd bring them gifts to butter them up. As they reached adulthood, they saw how sad and pathetic his life really was, distancing themselves as much as they could. When he died alone in his dumpy apartment from a heart attack, they were not surprised and only a little saddened.
However, at the funeral, they were approached by Tony, an enforcer for the local mob boss. It seems their father owed a lot of money, and the debt didn't die with him. Tony wanted to take Sarah, talking about how "women can make the money back much faster", but John stepped in and volunteered. Tony smirked. "You're a good brother. And you'll make a hell of an example, too..."
"Wait! I'll help pay it back too!" Sarah called out as Tony started to take John away. Tony pulled out a business card and flicked it toward her. "$60k, on top of what he makes in the mean time. Call it 'interest'. Bring it to that address and you can have him back."
That was almost two years ago. Sarah scrimped and saved...worked a second job...took "gig" jobs on top of that... But finally, she had the money.
Tony motioned for her to enter a nicer-looking room, then continued down the hall. Sarah waited there, nervous, anxious...until finally, Tony returned with a topless young woman on a leash. Despite the extensive changes to the rest of her, Sarah recognized her face - it was John.
"What did you do!?" she shouted in horror.
"Told you at the time, women make the money back faster," Tony replied with a smirk. He ran his hand over her hair. "Even with the cost of the surgeries, hormones, and conditioning, she made double what your dad owed. And your money, well, like I said, it's interest..." He handed the leash to Sarah, who was stunned speechless, tears welling in her eyes. "We've been calling her 'Raven' cause of that hair. Very popular, sad to be losing her... But hey, point proven, example made, money recovered. She's all yours now...not sure she really qualifies as your 'brother' anymore, but maybe he's still in there somewhere. We've never had someone buy them back...no idea if any of that mental stuff can be reversed. And the physical, well, that'll be costly and she'll never be a 'man' again. But you do what you want, head back out the way you came in..."
Tony walked away as Sarah could only continue to stare in horror.
"How would you like me to please you today?" 'Raven' asked.
"John...John...are you in there?" Sarah finally squeaked out. "It's Sarah, your sister. You're John, my brother..."
She could see Raven pondering, looking almost as if she remembered, then a pained expression came over her face. "There is no John, I am Raven. How would you like me to please you today?"
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