Ben was the best there was, but John had killed as good in his day. He just needed some luck. He was the Marshal so the law was on his side, whatever ...that might count for in a god-forsaken town. Thompson pulled his own weapon and checked the magazine and then re-holstered it. He began to walk towards John with even paced strides. John checked his back, but the sun was glaring in his eyes. He began his own deliberate paces. To his right John knew Jessie would be on her balcony watching, no doubt. "No, Rosa. Let Bob get it. You just lay here and rest." Brown residence," answered Bob. "Yes, we will have the money by tomorrow night. Is my daughter OK?... No, we did not call the FBI or the police... You are in control here. We do what you tell us to do. Just remember, unless we have proof that my daughter is OK, you don't get a red penny... So, you will call us tomorrow with the proof and directions for the drop off. Ok, I'll be ready... Why do you want Paul to drop off the money, I am. Still holding my head he attached to me. A rope was then passed through the collars ring and tied to the bed.Ben knows that usually after I come I need to pee, he got up and said “let’s leave this slut for a bit and don’t you dare make a mess!” and they left. I was only tied by the neck but I couldn’t move very far at all.I must have fallen asleep, because when they returned I could see it was very dark outside and quiet. I could feel my bladder was full I asked “Please sir can I pee?” he said. I see the bedroom door ajar and move towards it undoing my coat and letting it fall to the floor. Pushing open the door I see you sprawled out face down on the bed, nothing but a sheet draped over your legs. I stop and enjoy the sight momentarily, your tanned skin against the white sheets, and to think I could have missed out on this.I kick off my shoes call your name softly as move to the edge of the bed. It's around 2 AM and you're clearly in a deep sleep, I undo my shirt and drop it to the.