Eventually, they stopped and he heard Felice get out, walk around the car and open Melinda's door. He heard music and people. A man came up to the car and opened the driver's door. The metal plate holding him to the seat and the straps pinning his back to the post behind him were unlocked and removed and he heard a man's voice say.
“Are you sure you want us to have him for the night, Melinda? He looks like he's already been buggered.”
“He has, Kurt,” Melinda said in the distance. “But I am sure you'll find some way to improve his attitude and demeanor. Felice will pick him up tomorrow... or maybe next week. Enjoy, Kurt. Enjoy.”
What followed was all a blur for Hank. He was roughly hauled off his seat and his hands freed from the manacles only to be tied behind his back. Two pair of stro
