Hard Guys and HostagesChapter 3
The phone finally rang at three in the afternoon. It was a relief to Max. Pete and Butch had begun to look at him as though they thought he was trying to pull something on them. And things hadn't been made any easier by the little blonde. She kept begging him to let her take the gag off her husband and feed him. Finally he had slapped her face a couple of good ones, and she had fallen silent, staring at him in shocked surprise. He wondered whether she had ever been slapped in the face...