My Caroline

by Roger Rapel

  Jim was dusty from the sand blowing in from the hills and Sahara, the dry dusty roads added to the accumulation of dirt on his clothes. Once back in the hotel he went straight in for a shower. When he came out he contacted Yvonne, then Langton, both were very coy about what they said, ‘wait there until the extradition papers are drawn up’ was about all Langton said.

  Jim called Jackie saying the first part of the plan had been conducted, now for phase two, which was to wait for the extradition papers. Jackie was none too pleased, but had no option than go along with it.

  47

  Jim sat in the restaurant waiting for Sonja; he ordered a beer as he watched the world go by especially the lovely women. Jim was drifting away on a cloud when he was brought back by a cough, as he opened his eyes he saw Sonja standing there; he stood up and greeted her with a kiss on each cheek. Sonja smiled as she said ‘it is so nice to see you again Jim, but don’t get any ideas, this is just dinner.’ Jim smiled back as he said ‘yes senora, and I’m not going to keep apologising, I have said it once so let’s move on from that. So please tell me about yourself and what have you been doing?’ ‘Well when you left as I said I was heartbroken and just pushed myself into work, I have now been offered the position of deputy manager which I have accepted and will be front of house, with the responsibility for the running of the hotel when the manager is away.’ ‘Wow, well-done, that is a good step up for you.’ ‘Thanks, yes it is, but I had to fight to remain in the same hotel, as company policy is to move people on promotion, but the manager fought for me to stay as well.’

  The conversation continued during their meal as they sat talking about all sorts. Once her guard was down Sonja was the fun girl that Jim remembered. The evening began to close as the awkward goodbyes were said. Jim said ‘look I’ll stay here whilst you go, then no one will see us leaving together. I will see you in the morning.’ Sonja gave him a kiss on the lips then waved goodbye as she left.

  Jim gave here ten minutes then settled the bill and walked back to the hotel; he had a quick scotch at the bar although with Spanish measures it wasn’t going to be quick drink; when finished he bid the barman good night as he practiced his Spanish ‘hasta luego senor, gracias.’ The barman waved as he responded ‘de nada’.

  Jim drifted off sleeping soundly. When he awoke in the morning he felt refreshed. After a shower he went for breakfast as he passed reception Sonja she said ‘you have a message senor Broadbent.’ Jim received the envelope as he smiled at Sonja thanking her. He sat at the breakfast table after selecting cereals and toast. Then opened the envelope, he smiled as he read the content “thank you for the meal last night; meet me at my address at 8pm I will prepare a meal for you.” Jim smiled inwardly as he wanted to shout yes, but curtailed his enthusiasm; he read the address and mentally remembered it for the taxi later.

  Jim walked by reception, Sonja was on the phone, but he caught her eye as he gave her the thumbs up sign which Sonja smiled at, then continued with the call.

  Jim had no idea what he was going to do as he’d received no further communication from Jose` since the arrest of Sands. Jim read a UK newspaper in the lounge. Then he saw Jose` who waved and beckoned him to follow. Jim folded the paper and quickly drank his coffee in a gulp.

  Jose` was already in his car, ‘okay Jim, we go to Sands Villa to search, we have authority.’ Jim looked and smiled at Jose`.

  Jose` zapped the electronic gates of the villa, they slowly opened as the electric motor whirred straining against the heavy load. Once inside the reverse happened as the motors closed the gates.

  The front door was impressive it was made of solid oak; the locks were equally as impressive as Jose` turned the keys, the mechanisms clunked as the locks opened. Once inside Jose` operated another zapper disarming the alarm.

  Jim looked in awe at the inside, ‘wow this is some pad.’ Then they split up as Jim went into a room which was an office, where he began to open drawers and read papers; then he found an address book which was like a who’s who, there were some really tasty names amongst his contacts. Jim continued then he opened a desk drawer, it was crammed full of cash, in different currencies, including sterling and euros. He then went further down and found what he wanted, there was a line-up of naked girls with a name tag around there necks with a figure written in euros, it appeared to be the starting bid. The poor girls looked petrified trying to hide their nakedness.

  He looked through the photos then found what he needed, Sands raping a 9 year old girl. ‘Got you, you bastard;’ he then found CD’s and videos all containing young girls being subjected to horrific acts of sexuality; Sands was the star figure in some of them smiling for the camera as he subjected the poor girls to all kinds of perversion, he was seen laughing as others did the same.

  Jim was then joined by Jose` who also had armfuls of photos and papers.’ After they completed the search Jose` asked Jim to take the items to the car whilst he seized the money. Jim suspected there would be less money when eventually counted but, he stayed quiet.

  Once back at the police HQ’s the evidence was examined and the money counted, there certainly wasn’t the same amount. He smiled to himself, as he thought Jose` would have a nice drink.

  Jim looked at his watch then informed Jose` he had to go as he had a dinner date. Jose` smiled as he called a driver to take Jim back to the hotel. Jose` shook hands with Jim as he felt something being palmed to him. Jim nodded as he began to follow the driver, putting his hand in his pocket placing what he had been palmed to look at later. Jose` said ‘you have a good-night on me senor.’ Jim smiled and nodded as he walked out after the driver.

  When Jim got back to the hotel he put his hand in his pocket and withdrew a neatly folded wad of 50 euros notes. He counted them there was 500 euros. He sat for moment in quandary. Then he said to himself this is for the orphans fund back home. He had never taken anything so wasn’t going to start now. He placed the money in his case.

  Jim quickly showered and shaved then rang reception to call a cab for him; he didn’t want to give reception the address as it may have raised some eyebrows.

  Jim arrived at reception where he handed the taxi driver the address he nodded. The journey didn’t take too long. Then the diver said ‘here senor’ as he pointed to a very nice villa, Jim paid the driver then stood outside, all of a sudden it came back to him, this was the villa her father had left her in his will. Jim rang the gate bell, the buzzer sounded, Jim pushed the gate then he was met at the door by Sonja who gave him a kiss on the cheek, she led the way inside. The aroma of cooked food filled the air. The ceiling fans helped to distribute the aroma and the cooling air.

  Sonja was dressed in a long flowing dress which was so flimsy it was see through, so when she stood in the light it was clear she wasn’t wearing any underwear.

  The evening went well with good food and wine which flowed nicely. It soon became clear after they sat down that Sonja had mellowed and was receiving his glances without turning away.

  The time came for Jim to go; he didn’t want to push anything so picked up his phone to call a cab, Sonja pushed his hand down then said ‘no Jim I forgive you’ as she kissed him deeply and longingly, then took him by the hand to bed then went to town on him as she sighed and moaned deeply at his touch; he was kissing her all over. When finished they lay back exhausted breathing heavily as Sonja hugged him listening to his heart rate fall as his breath normalised.

  This was how he’d hoped it would end up, but didn’t know for sure it would happen, although he was happy now, not just with the sex which had been great, but the fact that he had mended the wounds with Sonja. He drifted off on a dream with a smile on his face.

  Sonja had made breakfast for him; after his shower he entered the kitchen to the smell of eggs being cooked; he hugged Sonja from behind as he nuzzled her neck. Sonja smiled as she lifted her neck for him to kiss. ‘Now then Jim sit down and eat your eggs whilst I shower and get ready for work.’ Jim smiled as he patted her bum as she w
alked by.

  The rest of the stay was one of bliss as he was ravaged by Sonja. He was also being fed at her villa.

  When not at her villa he lay on his hotel bed, as he said to himself ‘fuck me Broadbent, getting screwed, fed, living like a prince and being paid for it.’ He smiled as he lay back closing his eyes dreaming, but then realised he hadn’t called Jackie.

  ‘Hi Jack sorry, yeah we did a raid after Sands was arrested and searched his home I have found loads of evidence against him and others; I’m just waiting for the extradition papers, so it shouldn’t be long now.’

  48

  Jim and Sonja continued to have fun with each other making the most of his limited time in Spain,

  Jim awoke from his sleep; he’d had a night off from the abuse of Sonja. He yawned and stretched as he spread himself over all of the bed relishing the space. Then put his hands behind his head as he thought about Ricky Briggs and what he was doing? Was he going to hear about some raid on a villa in Spain where Special Forces had taken down a terror cell? Or perhaps it would be a quick-in and-out whisking those captured into a ribbed boat then to a waiting mothership as before when Jim had met Ricky for the first time when all of a sudden Ahmy, Ricky’s’ target had gone missing, then later what was left of him was found floating in the Med after some mysterious boating accident?

  His thoughts were interrupted by his mobile ringing; he looked at the display and saw it was Langton. ‘Okay Jim the papers should be signed in a couple of days so get prepared, as soon as they are completed you’re ready to go, there will be an interviewing team waiting for Sands when you land as things have happened here which you won’t be aware of.’ Jim acknowledged the information.

  Jim then called Jackie, ‘it won’t be long babe’s I just received a call to say in a couple of days.’ Jackie was delighted ‘Oh Jim I’ve missed you I can’t wait.’ They had a quick chat, then he showered, then he called Vicky ‘hi Vick how you doing?’ ‘I’m not sure Jim there’s a lot going on behind the scenes with people I don’t know or seen before going in and out of Langton’s office, some look like top brass others look like military officials, but Langton is tight lipped and I know not to ask. Has that got anything to do with what you’re doing?’ ‘Don’t think so Vick, I should be back in a couple of days, we’ll catch up then.’

  Jim decided to speak with Sonja letting her know he was now on a short fuse so she would be prepared; he couldn’t leave her like last time.

  The evening came as Jim made his way to one of the local restaurants and waited for Sonja, the night was still warm from the heat of the day; the walls of the buildings were now radiating out the heat absorbed from the blazing sun during the day.

  Jim chose an outside table, as he watched the world go by especially the senoras and senoritas; he was undertaking his favourite pastime watching lovely long legged women. He was on a cloud just thinking of his life when he was brought back by Sonja as she coughed saying ‘stop looking at the women Jim and look at me.’ Jim smiled as he said ‘you’re my dream boat, only you.’ ‘Charmer; right let’s eat.’ She raised her hand as the waiter came over and smiled acknowledging Sonja as they spoke in Spanish. Then a bottle of vino tinto arrived, the waiter poured a drop in each glass, they toasted each other, then both nodded after tasting the wine approving the selection. The waiter smiled as he handed over the menu.

  Jim said ‘what do you fancy babes?’ Sonja smiled as she looked in a sexy smouldering way, ‘you Mr Broadbent you between my thighs.’ Then she raised her glass, Jim smiled as he thought fuck, I can’t tell her now. Jim smiled back as he raised his glass and with a chink toasted each other.

  Jim let Sonja choose from the menu then they chatted as a starter arrived, then Sonja said right out of the blue ‘I can see in your eyes Jim that the time is drawing near, I also know you want to tell me, but you’re afraid to, am I right.’ ‘Okay, let me tell you what I know, so it’s not a surprise; I am waiting for some papers to be signed in the UK after that, they will be sent to Spain and once rubber stamped I will have to go. I don’t want to hurt you again so was trying to choose the right moment.’ Sonja nodded, then said ‘Jim, I chose this, it was against my better judgement, but I chose to see you again knowing you would leave me, but I wanted to get to the place I was before you left me last time, you have taken me there again and I love it, I have told myself you are going so don’t worry I’m expecting the news, so let’s not dwell on the negative; yes I will be sad, but I know it’s a dream so let’s enjoy it while it lasts.’ Jim smiled as he reached over and squeezed her hand, smiling as he looked into her eyes, he didn’t have to say anything, it had all been said; this was one of those moments when words were unnecessary.

  The smiles and silences were broken by the delivery of the food, a nice dish of various meats and salad with a heavy aroma of garlic. They spooned and forked the food onto their plates pouring olive oil over the salad then they both tucked in as more wine was brought to the table. There was a general conversation both skirting around the subject of Jim leaving.

  The meal took ages to finish, there was no rush, just good food, wine and conversation. Then a nice coffee and liqueur was delivered to finish off the evening. They decided to walk as an end to the night, so they left arm in arm ending up at Sonja’s villa, where they ravished each other with their demands satisfying each other’s likes.

  The morning came to quickly as Jim turned over to hug Sonja, then he heard the shower, he sat up as Sonja emerged rubbing her hair, she stood on a towel as she dried herself, she had a gorgeous body, Jim feasted his eyes as she towelled herself dry. Sonja looked at Jim and said ‘don’t you get any ideas Broadbent no fuck off.’ Jim stood up, his erection fully raised to greet her, ‘no Jim not now no.’ Jim took her hand and placed on his erection as he kissed her then walked her back to the bed where he pushed her onto it then knelt on the floor and feasted on her as she screamed with delight as his tongue sank deeper inside her. Then he entered her guiding himself as she sighed deeply as his hips rocked rhythmically with hers then his pelvis locked as she screamed with delight. ‘Jim you arsehole, oh how I love you, you bastard.’ They both laughed as Sonja went back and shower; Jim went in as Sonja got out, then after drying, Sonya had to rush to get ready laughing as she swore at Jim calling him all the names for making her late.

  Jim called a cab which arrived a few minutes later; Jim got the driver to stop short of the hotel then he walked the rest of the way. Sonja continued on in the cab trying to apply her makeup then brushing her hair.

  Jim arrived at the hotel 10 minutes later; as he passed reception Sonja smiled and said ‘you have a message senor Broadbent.’ Jim smiled as he received the envelope then went for breakfast. He opened the message ‘thank you for a fabulous night senor.’ Jim penned a reply ‘my pleasure, hopefully yours too.’ After his breakfast he dropped the message into Sonja’s hand as he walked to the lift. He turned as he stepped into the lift; Sonja was smiling at him.

  The day finally arrived; a message from Langton confirmed the papers had been signed and was on route to the Spanish police; once they were rubber stamped the flight with Sands would be arranged. Jim was dreading this day, but at least he now knew that Sonja was expecting it which should make the eventful day somewhat easier on her.

  Jim arranged dinner at a nice restaurant and bought a nice gold bracelet from a jewellers having had Sonja’s name engraved on it. They sat holding hands over the table as Jim gave her the news; there was no way of softening the message so came out with it. Sonja smiled as she welled up then said ‘I knew this day was coming so I was prepared for it, but I will miss you Jim, I really will, although this short time has in some way made up for the last time, it has been lovely.’ Sonja wiped a tear as it rolled over her cheek. Jim smiled as her he gave her the slim jewellery box. Sonja opened it as the tiny hinges held the lid open. She removed the bracelet then beamed a smile as she placed it around her wrist and fastened the clasp. Then she leant over the table and kiss
ed him and said ‘thank you my lover.’

  The evening continued into the early morning. There was a dance floor which they took advantage of as the resident band began to play soft music; they held each other close. Sonja resting her head on Jims shoulder, there was no need to move, they just shuffled slowly enjoying each other’s closeness.

  Once they got home they made sure the night ended on a high note as they made love with tenderness.

  The phone call was received the next day from Jose` who picked Jim up from the hotel; Jim signed the bill at reception as he smiled at Sonja; he shook her hand giving it a gentle squeeze. Sonja smiled then answered the phone giving a subtle wave to Jim as he picked up his case following Jose` to the car, then he was whisked off to police HQ’s where he signed for Sands then they were driven to the airport.

  Jim was fast tracked through the ticket procedure then dropped his case; afterwards he was delivered to the steps of the plane where he shook Jose’s hand as Sands was delivered by police car to the steps of the plane. Jim applied his own handcuffs onto Sands as he ushered him up the steps. The cabin crew were expecting Jim and Sands as one of them led them to their seats.

  Jim had tried to converse with Sands, but he stayed tight lipped not a word did he utter only yes or no to coffee. The flight was uneventful as they landed at Gatwick where they were met at the arrivals hall by uniformed officers who took them to an awaiting patrol car then whisked off to Central. The journey was slow in places as the traffic for no reason would stop then zoomed off again. Once clear of the M25 the traffic thinned out.