I’ve missed the last couple of weeks so I’m glad to be back in the saddle sotospeak.
Now he had his back to the very car he’d stolen, hands in pockets looking at the ground.
He wasn’t allowed to sit, remove his hands or raise his head, and to ensure he complied, a laser beam pointing at his head would fire should he so much as twitch.
He began to sweat and needed to pee.
His muscles ached and he experienced a true fear he was going to die should he inadvertently move.
Upstairs, having decided to teach him a lesson in vulnerability, the old boys resumed their card game. The dodgy old fluorescent light below hung on frayed wires and as their host walked across the floor, it shuddered.
‘Wonder how he’s feelin’ . Bet his legs are starting to ache.’
‘His neck’ll hurt more.’
‘Hell. Forget the game! Ten bucks says he’ll pee hisself.’
‘I’ll raise you and go for wobbly legs. You in Mac?’
Pausing by the grimy window he said
‘I’ll pass……… the poor kid’s passed out’.