Mother and Daughter Moments 6
Now, please
do not think for a moment I spend all my time in the city. Nothing could be further from the truth – I
love spending time in the country as well, both for my work, for my side activities
– and often just for fun as well. A year
or so back, I was walking in the New Forest, just admiring the scenery, and was
on my way from my car when I saw this Land Rover pull into a clearing, with a
caravan behind it.
When the car
stopped, a man got out, wearing a blue gillet over a grey hooded top, jeans and
hiking boots. I watched from the woods,
as he said “Give me a hand Kevin.” The
rear of the car opened, and a lad of about fourteen got out, obviously his son
as they detached the caravan and made sure it was secured.
As I watched,
an older woman and two girls got out.
The woman was in her late thirties, with long brown hair, and had on a
green hooded top with faded jeans and green wellies. Getting out with her was a nine year old
girl, with short brown hair, who was obviously her daughter.
She had on a
white Fair Isle sweater, jeans and pink wellingtons with a yellow and white pattern
on them. From the other side of the car
came an eleven year old girl, with long hair like her mother that was platted
into two pigtails. She was laughing, as
she pulled down her grey and white horizontal striped top, the bottom over her
own jeans as her pink wellies splashed in a puddle.
“Pauline,
Hannah,” their mother called out, “don’t go running off too far. We need to go and find the stuff for your
homework.”
“All right,
Mum,” they called back as the man and boy walked back to the car.
“We’ll be
back by sundown, Kate – and we’ll bring tea with us,” the man said as he got
behind the driver’s seat. “Kevin, let’s
get to the lake.”
I watched,
fascinated as the car drove off, and the mum took the two girls by the
hand. “Come on,” she said as they ran
into the woods, “Let’s go and see what we can find.”
Once they
were out of sight, I walked into the clearing and had a look round. They seemed a nice, normal family out for a
weekend in the woods, but as I passed the window I caught a gleam on something,
and looked in the window.
There was a
large jewellery box sitting on a side table, as well as a small safe. Well, my interest was piqued, so I decided to
see if I could get in and find some things to take.
Walking
quickly back to my car, I got my kit bag and went back, slipping my gloves on
my hands and picking the lock on the caravan door with ease. Once I was inside, I had a little look round,
but the main thing of interest was the box and the safe.
I was
considering how to open it when I heard the younger of the kids saying “Race
you to the caravan,” and running feet. I
crouched down, grabbed the stocking from my bag, pulled it over my head and
waited.
“We really
are in the middle of nowhere here, aren’t we,” I heard the older girl say to
her mother.
“That’s
right, Hannah,” I heard the mother say, “but there’s a farm shop a mile down
the road. Why don’t we go and see if
they have any milk?”
“Can I stay
here Mum – Pauline can go with you.”
“All right –
we won’t be long,” I heard the mum say, and then I heard two sets of footsteps
walking away. I knew the older girl was
coming in, so I decided it was game time.
I stood up, and watched as the caravan door opened, and the older girl
came in. She had her back to me, as she
kicked off her boots, and went to the toilet.
It was only when she came out that she saw me standing there.
“Hello
Hannah,” I said, “Please, don’t scream or run off. I’m going to play a game with you, Pauline
and your mummy – all right?”
“But you’ve
got a mask on – are you a robber?”
“I’m
pretending to be,” I said with a smile.
“Don’t worry – all I’m going to do is make sure you all have to stay
where you are and cannot call for help, and then you can try to escape, all
right?”
“Did Mummy
set this up?”
“Yes she did
– so, do you want to play?”
“All right,”
Hannah said, “What do you want me to do?”
“Well, let’s
start by making sure you cannot move,” I said as I opened my bag and took out
some rope. “Why don’t you turn round and
cross your wrists behind your back...”
I heard young
Pauline saying “Race you, mummy,” and put my hand on Hannah’s shoulder as the
footsteps got closer. “Let me open the
door first,” I heard Kate say, and then the door opened, her mum saying
“Hannah, are you...”
She stared at
Hannah, who was sitting on a wall seat, bound with ropes, and then at me in my
stocking mask as Pauline came on. “Oh,”
she said as she saw us, “What are you doing, mister?”
“Your mum
wanted to surprise you with a game – a reward for finishing your homework,” I
said with a smile, the gun in my other hand, “Isn’t that right, Kate?”
She looked at
me, at her older daughter, and then said “Yes, that’s right – he’s going to
pretend to rob us, and then we can try to escape. It’s like a play, so we do as he says, isn’t
that right?”
She looked at
me as I said “That’s right – it’s like a play.
Now, Pauline, you come and stand in front of me while Mummy sits by the
table, and puts her hands on her head, because I need to make sure none of you
can stop me from stealing your things.”
“All right,”
Pauline said, and as Kate sat down she stood in front of me. Given they were in the middle of a forest, I
had decided not to cover their hands, but I still crossed and tied her wrists
tightly together, before wrapping some rope around her waist to hold them in
place. I then tied her arms to her
stomach, but unlike Hannah I did not tie any rope around her shoulders. I felt that would be enough for her.
“All right,
Pauline – sit next to your sister and I’ll tie your legs together.”
“This is
exciting,” she said as she sat down, watching as I removed her boots and then
tied her ankles together, as well as her legs below her knees. I then tied the ankles of both of them
together, just as an extra precaution, before saying “Now, will you be quiet
while I talk to Mummy, or do I have to silence and blindfold you now.”
“We’ll shout
for help,” Pauline called out with a big smile on her face.
“Well then, I
need to keep you quiet,” I said as I took two large handkerchiefs from my bag,
and pushed one into each of their mouths.
“Keep those in there while I make sure Mummy can’t move,” I said,
watching them nod as I walked behind Kate, and said “Hands behind your back
please.”
“Just don’t
hurt them,” she whispered as I tied her wrists together, and to her waist, then
wrapped rope around her body, above and below her chest, before tightening it
by passing it under her arms and around the back of her neck.
“We’re
playing a game, Kate – of course I’m not going to hurt them,” I said with a
smile, as I knelt down and tied her ankles together, having first removed the
rubber footwear, as well as her legs below her knees. “Now, I need to finish silencing the girls,
and blindfold them, before I have a word with you.”
Walking back
over, I took a roll of white tape out of my bag, and wrapped it around their
heads, saying “Now, I need to make sure you cannot see what I am doing.”
“Lllrrrtt,”
Hannah said as I took two woollen scarves that were hanging from a hook, and
tied them over their eyes. Walking back
to Kate, I said “Now, what is the combination to the safe?”
“This isn’t a
game,” she whispered to me as she looked at the girls, who were twisting their
bodies round.
I shook my
head as she said “The code is 5914.”
“Good – and
the keys to the jewellery box?”
“In my bag in
the bedroom.”
“Good,” I
said as I took a scarf from my bag, rolled it into a band and tied a knot in
the middle. “Now let me make sure you
cannot call for help.” Kate nodded and
opened her mouth, closing her teeth over the silk knot before I wrapped the
white tape around her head as well. A
third scarf went over her eyes, before I went to the rear of the caravan and
found the keys.
It only took
me a few minutes to open the box and select several items of worth, and then to
open the safe and remove the cash that was inside. Once I was satisfied, I closed the box and
safe, returned the keys to the bag, and then removed their blindfolds.
“Hfurdbbdssthn,”
Pauline said as she looked at me.
“I have,” I
said as I opened the windows to the caravan, “but now I need to get away. Count to one hundred, and then you can start
to try to escape, all right?”
They all
nodded as I opened the caravan door, making sure it was locked after I closed
it, and then headed back to my own car.
It had been a profitable morning, and a nice game – but I really wanted
to have that walk.
Just not in
that part of the forest.
********
The
University of Life, my father used to call it, when we learn new things and
teach each other how to do a better job.
Here’s a case in point.
I’d been
looking into this particular family for some time. They hailed from Singapore, and their father
worked as a legal advisor to a large law firm.
They lived in a large detached house in Brentford – him, his wife and
their two daughters, aged eleven and ten.
His wife
looked like a typical woman from the area – small, I’d say about five foot
four, with straight black hair and a pleasant smile when I had seen it. As for their daughters, they took after their
mother, although their hair was slightly longer.
On the
Saturday in question, I watched him drive out of the walled entrance, and then
managed to sneak in with my bag before the gate closed shut. I made my way carefully up to the house, and
let myself into the front door. There
were people home, but I could not see any of them as I looked around the
downstairs rooms.
Heading up
the staircase, I heard singing coming from a bedroom, and as I looked in I saw
the mother folding and putting away clothes.
She was wearing a pale blue short sleeved top and pants with a white
fern motif printed on it, and a pair of black slipper, her legs bare for about
three inches above her ankles.
She gasped as
I grabbed her and placed my gloved hand over her mouth, as so many others have. “Just stay calm,” I whispered as I held her,
“I’m not going to hurt you or your daughters, but I am going to rob you. So stay calm, and nod if you agree not to
scream or shout out.”
I waited
until she nodded and I took my hand away.
“Good – put your hands behind your back please.” As she did so, I used a zip tie to secure her
wrists together, and then sat her on the bed.
She took a look at me, in my stocking mask, and said “What are you going
to do?”
“Well, I am
going to rob you,” I said, “but I don’t want to upset your daughters, so I’m
going to ask you to pretend that we are going to play a tie=up game, and I’m
pretending to be a robber. That way they
will think this is just playing, and stay calm.
Will you do that for me, Minh?”
“How do you
know my name?”
“I know,” is
all I said, “so will you play along with me?”
“All right,”
Minh said quietly, then she called out “Biyu, Hua – will you come into Mummy
and Daddy’s room please?”
We both
listened, but there was no reply, so she called out again. When there was still no reply, I said quietly
“where are they?”
“They must be
in the attic – if you will let me...”
“No,” I said
as I knelt down and used a second zip tie on her ankles, “I will look for them
and tell them you want to play a game with them. I need you to stay here.” I made Minh lie on her side, and secured her wrists
to her ankles with a bathrobe belt, before smoothing a piece of tape over her
mouth.
“Don’t move
and I’ll be back in a minute,” I said as I made my way up to the attic. Opening the door, I heard laughing and walked
quietly in, to see the two girls there.
“You’re my
prisoner now, Hua,” the older girl said as she stood over her sister. Biyu was wearing a dusty pink long sleeved
top over a white one, blue jeans and black felt boots with mock studs. A pink ribbon was tied in her hair.
Lying on a
mattress was her sister Hua, in a blue buttoned sleeveless dress over a cream
coloured top with grey horizontal stripes, striped tights and sneakers. She had a purple bow in her hair, but she was
also tied with rope at the wrists and ankles, as well as a scarf tied loosely
over her mouth.
“Now,” Biyu
said, “I’m going to – eep.” She saw me
standing there, and said “Who are you?”
“Me? I’m a bad robber who has come to steal your
mother’s jewellery.”
“Really,” Hua
said as she looked at me, while Biyu hurriedly started to untie her sister.
“Not really-
your mum hired me to come and play a tie-up game with you. She needs you to come to her room so she can
explain what’s happening.”
“You mean
Mummy said to come? But she doesn’t know
we...”
“She doesn’t
know what?”
Biyu
swallowed, and said “We play these games all the time, taking turns to be
captor and tied up, but we dare not tell Mummy or Daddy, so we sneak up here
and...”
“Please don’t
tell her you found us like this,” Hua said as the scarf aliped from her mouth,
“She’ll get upset with us and...”
“I don’t
think she will – maybe she knows already, and this is a surprise. Anyway, give me a minute and then come in –
I’ll tell her you are on your way.”
I left them
to sort themselves out, and went back to the bedroom, chuckling to myself as I
did so.
“Whrrtheee,”
Minh said as I released her and removed the tape.
“Sorry we
didn’t hear you Mum,” Hua said as she and Biyu walked in, “What did you want?”
Minh looked
at me, then said “I know you like to watch those films and programs where a
girl is held hostage or robbed. Well,
this man is going to pretend to be a robber, and make sure we cannot stop him
from taking my valuables. I want you to
do what he tells you, all right?”
They could
hardly contain their excitement as they ran up and hugged their mother. “Thanks mum, we always wanted to play that
game,” Biyu said, “but can I tie up Hua?”
“Well, I
can’t tie you both up and keep an eye on your mother,” I said as I opened my
bag, and took out a length of rope, “so go on – you tie up your sister while I
start to take care of your mother.”
I watched
carefully as I gave Minh a couple of sponges to hold, and started to tape her
fists into silver balls, but I could see that Biyu had seen far too many bad
films. She wrapped the rope around Hua’s
wrists, and pulled it a little, but it was very loose, especially when she took
it down and tied her sister’s ankles together.
I went to the drawer set on the other side of the room, and found a pair
of socks, pulling them over Minh's hands as Biyu took one of her mother’s
scarves and tied it over her sister’s mouth.
“Finished,”
she said as I taped the tops of the socks to her mother’s arms. “Hua,” I said as I looked at her, “stand up
and wriggle your arms for me.”
Hua did just
that, the ropes falling off as Biyu’s face fell, and her mother laughed. “Look,” I said with a smile, “let me show you
how to really tie someone up. Have a look
at your mother’s arms.”
“Wow,” they
both said as they looked at their mother, “Why did you do that?”
“To make it
more difficult to escape – Biyu, go and get two pairs of sports socks for
me. Hua, hold these sponge balls in a
fist for me.”
When Biyu came
back, she saw I had made silver balls of her sister’s fists. I then took a pair of socks, pulled them over
her hands and taped them to the sleeves of her top.
“Now, if your
mother and sister stand in front of us and cross their wrists behind their back,”
I said as I took two lengths of rope from the bag, “I’ll show you how you tie
someone up so they cannot move.”
“Goodie!”
Biyu said as she wrapped the rope around Hua’s crossed wrist and tied them
together, copying what I did to Minh, so that they were firmly secured
together, showing her to tighten it by passing the ends between her arms. I then showed her how to use some rope around
the waist to fix them against her back.
“I really
can’t move them now,” Hua said as she looked over her shoulder. “How are your arms, Mummy?”
“Fixed
tightly, dear,” Minh said, before she mouthed “thank you” to me as I handed
Biyu more rope. “Now, copy me again,” I
said as I tied Minh’s lower arms to her sides, the rope going around her
stomach.
I then showed
her how to tie her sister’s upper arms to her body, and to tighten that band
around her body with small lengths under the arm. “Now, because Mummy’s older, she needs to be
held more securely,” I said, “so she gets one more length of rope. In the meantime, help Hua to sit on the bed.”
As Biyu did
that, I tied Minh’s arms below her chest, making sure that was tightened as
well. “now sit next to your little
girl,” I said quietly, “and tell Biyu how it feels.”
“I cannot
move my arms,” Minh said as she tried twisting round, “he really has me well
secured. What about you, Hua?”
“I’m going
nowhere,” she said with a great big grin, “so what about our legs?”
“Good point –
we need to make sure you cannot get off the bed and hop away,” I said, so I
showed Biyu how to cross and bind their ankles as she did their wrists, and
then tie their legs together below their knees.
Finally, I showed her how to tie another length of rope between their
ankles, and fix that to the foot of the bed.
“You’ll be on
the other side of your mummy shortly,” I said to Biyu, “but first you need to
help me keep your sister and mummy nice and quiet. Go and find two of your father’s handkerchiefs.”
As Biyu went
to the drawer, I folded the scarf she had used to cover Hua’s mouth and folded
it.
“Now, Biyu,
in order to keep someone really quiet you need to put something in their mouth,
and then make sure it cannot get out. So
you put the hankie into Hua’s mouth, and I will put this into your mother’s
mouth, and then we will use one of your father’s ties to keep it in at
first. All right?”
She nodded as
we both put the cloths into their mouths, and then used the ties as cleave
gags. “Now,” I said as I took a roll of
white tape from my bag, “watch.” I then
wrapped the tape around Minh’s head, muffling her even more, before I handed
the roll to Biyu and said “Now you do the same for Hua.”
As she did
so, I went to the wardrobe and took out two scarves – one light blue, one dark-
and folded them into bands. I then tied
the light blue one over Minh’s mouth, as Biyu did the same with the dark blur
one to Hua.
“How does
that feel,” I said as I looked at Minh.
She nodded and twisted before saying “Mggngngnwhr.”
“mnfr,” Hua
said as she looked at me, and I could see the smile in her eyes.
“Wow – that
really does work – thanks mister,” Biyu said as she looked at me. “Now what?”
“Your turn,”
I said as I handed her a pair of sponge balls...
Twenty
minutes later, she was lying next to her mother, looking over at Hua as I tied
her ankles to the foot of the bed. They
all now had their heads resting on pillows, and were trying to talk to each
other as I left them, and began to search the house upstairs.
I found
enough without having to resort to searching the room they were in – turned out
Minh kept her jewels in another room. I
popped back in, checked their ropes and gags, wished them a fun time, and then
left them with a promise to come and release them in a while.
Well, a half
promise – someone did come later, after I called the police...
********
The next time
I was out in the country, however, I found myself in a position once again
where I really had to think fast. I had
been planning to visit the home of a family where the father was the general
manager of a bonded warehouse, out in the Cotswolds, but traffic problems on
the M40 meant I was two hours later than I hoped to be.
That meant
his wife was alone with their ten year old twin daughters, so I decided to go
ahead, and make it more of a bedtime tie-up game. I was going to abandon the visit when I saw
him driving away from the house. It was mid-summer
and still light at nine, so I clearly saw him and his son heading off, with
what looked like fishing gear in the back.
Smiling, I
pulled into their driveway, got out and saw lights on in the upstairs
bedroom. The door was easy to open, as I
pulled the stocking down and made my way towards the kitchen. Mummy was standing with her back to me,
wearing a green blouse, blue jeans and heels.
She was concentrating on pouring some drinks, so I waited for her to put
the jug down beforehand gagging her and holding her in my arm.
That was when
I saw the other woman in the room. She
looked like a younger version of the mother, with long dark hair as opposed to
Mummy’s light brown hair, and was wearing a white vest, jeans and white
jewelled heels.
This was
awkward – I was only expecting the mother, but I came prepared. “Don’t scream,” I said as I looked at the
other woman, “or your sister gets hurt.”
“All right,”
she said quietly, “Please, don’t hurt her.”
“Sit down,
hands on your head,” I said as I looked at her, watching as she sat down before
I made Mummy sit opposite her. “Now,
just stay calm and everyone gets to…”
That was when
I saw the bowls of crisps, popcorn and sweets, and the tray with six glasses on
it, as well as the smell of sausage rolls and other food.
“Where are
your daughters,” I said as I looked at Mummy.
“They’re
upstairs… Oh god, please, leave them
alone. If you’re going to rob us, I have
money and jewels down here, but leave them alone, please.”
“I’m sorry,
but I can’t,” I said as I looked at them, “but I will make it a game for
them. Now, stand up.”
As they both
stood up, I secured their hands behind their backs with cords, and then said
“Take me to them,” picking up the tray and carrying it after them as they
walked up the stairs. At a bedroom door,
Mummy knocked on the door and said “Eve, open the door will you.”
“Sure mum,”
she said as she opened the door, and we walked in, Mummy and her sister
standing by the wall as I set the tray of drinks down and looked at the party
in the room.
“Aw MUM,” the
girl who had opened the door said, “You promised no boys tonight!”
The girl had
long dark hair, pulled back in a ponytail, and was wearing a grey short sleeved
top and red knee length pants. She had
bright blue eye shadow around her eyes, and pink lipstick almost over her
lips. I could see, sitting beside her,
her twin sister, who was wearing a pink short sleeved nightdress and had black
lipstick on her face, and black nail polish on.
Sitting on
the bed were two girls, one of whom was obviously their cousin, so much did she
resemble Mummy’s sister. She had on a
pair of turquoise pyjamas, and matching nail polish.
“So you’re
Eve,” I said to the first girl, “and this is your sister Gail I take it?”
“That’s
right, and this is our cousin Jo, and our friends Amy, Coco and Sian.”
The other
three girls were sitting in a corner, and had been talking when we came
in. One was blonde haired, with a white
nightdress, another had a pair of black cotton pyjamas on and the third red
haired girl was wearing an orange nightdress with short sleeves and a star on
the front.
“I’m sorry,
girls, but…”
“It’s all
right,” I said quietly, “I came because Eve and Gail’s dad wanted you to have
an exciting surprise tonight, but I think we can let you have a bit more of
your party first, and I won’t disturb you until it is time for the exciting
surprise. Mummy will bring you up your
food and some more drinks, and then at some point I’m going to come in and
pretend to be a robber who has to keep all the little snoops quiet and out of
the way. Until then, you are on your
own, all right?”
The girls
looked at each other and talked quietly for a few minutes, before Eve said “All
right – and it will be a surprise?”
“It will,” I
said as I motioned to the two older women.
We left, closing the door before I said “All right – what’s your name
Mummy?”
“Rebecca.”
“And your
sister?”
“I’m Leah.”
“All right,
Rebecca – let’s get Leah nice and comfortable, then you can bring the food up –
but remember, I have your sister, so no funny tricks.”
She nodded as
I led them to the master bedroom…
“There you go girls,” Rebecca said as she laid the bowl of popcorn down on the
floor, “now you behave yourselves in here, and I will see you later – and
remember, watch out for strange men.”
“Yes, Mum,” I
heard Eve and Gail say in chorus, as Mum smiled and closed the door. “Very good, Rebecca,” I said as I held up a
roll of silver duct tape, “now turn round and fold your arms behind your back.”
She did so, staring
ahead as I arranged her arms so that her elbows rested in the palms of her
hands, and then taped them together from wrist to wrist, before winding the
tape around her upper arms and body, above and below her chest.
“You promise
you will not hurt them,” she said as I walked her back to the master bedroom.
“I promise,”
I said as we went in, Leah looking up and saying “Rtthlrrt” through the silver
tape that covered her mouth.
“They’re
fine,” Rebecca said as she sat on the edge of the bed, watching as I taped her
ankles tightly together, then her legs above and below her knees, and her
thighs. I went to a wardrobe, took out a
pale blue scarf and folded it, before pushing into her own mouth and pressing
several pieces of silver tape over her lips.
I allowed her
toile down and moved her so she was facing her identically bound sister, and
then started to search the room for valuables.
“Ntthdrwr,”
Rebecca said as I looked where she indicated, and found her jewellery in several
boxes. “Now, stay put,” I said as I went
and searched the rest of the rooms, then retrieved a number of rolls of white
tape from my bag, and took a deep breath.
“Surprise
girls,” I said as I walked in the room.
“OH no,” Eve
said as she raised her hands, “it’s a mean robber.”
“That’s
right,” I said as I showed them my gun,” and I need to keep you six snoops out
of the way. I want you all to lean in a
line, single file.”
“You’re not
going to hurt us, are you,” Coco said as she wrapped her black covered arms
around herself, but smiled as well. They
all thought it was a game.
“Not if you
do as you’re told,” I said as they lined up in front of each other, Eve at the
back and Gail at the front. I handed the
five girls behind Gail a roll of white tape each, and said “Right, tape the
wrists of the girls in front of you together behind your back.”
I watched as
they all played along, and then I got them to tape the ankles of the girl in
front of them together.
“Right,” I
said as I knelt behind Eve and taped her wrists and ankles, “Pair off and sit
back to back to each other. Gail sit
with Amy, Jo with Coco, and Sian with Eve.”
As they sat
back to back, I used the silver tape to secure their upper bodies together,
around their tummies, and then the white tape to secure their legs together
below their knees. Finally, I used six
pillow cases as cleave gags, tying them into their mouths, and then using the
white tape over their lips.
“Now, first
one to get free and find Mummy and Aunt Leah wins,” I said as I watched them
start to try and free themselves, eventually slipping out and leaving them to
their game…
********
I don’t get
lucky all the time, however – I usually manage to find at least something
valuable when I visit somewhere, even on impulse, but a couple of weeks ago I
guess my luck finally ran out.
No I wasn’t
caught, but I was caught out through no fault of my own. I was walking down the street to an
Underground station, having visited a friend, when I saw this woman and her daughter
walking from the shop to a large house.
She was in her early forties, dark skinned, with a black leather jacket
over a black and white striped dress that barely came down to her knees. Her long black hair was cut to frame her
face, and she had a funky pair of black leather boots on – the sort with a flat
sole and built up inside like high heels, very dark brown leather that came
half way up her calves, and buttons up the outside.
Her daughter
was about eleven, and was wearing a sleeveless white padded jacket over a pink
long sleeved top, denim jeans and knee length brown leather boots with cuffs at
the top. She had a black band in her
hair, and was looking excitedly round.
Well, I was
intrigued, so I followed them into their house, neither of them noticing me as
I came in after they entered. The girl
walked into a front room, while the mum went through to the kitchen, so I
followed her, watching from the door as she put some milk and coffee on the
table, and then went to fill a kettle.
She had taken
her jacket off, and I saw now her dress had elbow length sleeves, with light
brown stripes as well as the black and white.
I managed to take her completely by surprise as I grabbed her, and said
“Not a word, lady – just keep calm. I’m
going to play a game with you and your daughter.”
I had my
rucksack on, but I had to pull my scarf up around my neck to hide my face. “What do you want,” she whispered as I
removed my hand.
“We’re going
to play robbers – let’s join your daughter and I’ll explain how. But first, put your hands behind your back.”
As she did
so, I took some rope from my pocket and tied her wrists tightly together,
before wrapping some rope around her waist to fix her wrists to her back. I then walked her into the front room, where
the girl was looking out of the window.
There were a couple of folding chairs in the room, and not a lot else,
but I just figured they were clearing this room out for something.
“Mum?” She said as she looked at us.
“It’s all
right,” I said quietly, “your dad asked me to come and play a game of robbers
with you and mummy.”
“You’ve seen
Daddy? Is he coming soon?”
“I’m sure he
is, but right now we’re going to play a game.
I’m going to make sure you and your mum can’t leave this room, and then
I’m going to pretend to rob you. It will
help you pass the time until your daddy comes home, all right?”
She looked at
her mother, who nodded and said “It’s all right, dear – let’s play this game
while we wait.”
As the girl
nodded, I helped her mother to sit in one of the chairs, and then sat her down
in the other. The chair had a low back,
and was not that great for tying someone to, so I settled for tying her wrist
together in front of her, then securing her ankles and her legs below the
knees, before tying her wrist down to her knees. A length of rope then went around her waist
and the clear spars of the chair back, securing her as best I could.
I then tied
mummy’s arms to her upper body, wrapping rope above and below her chest, before
binding her ankles together as well as he legs below her knees. I then pulled her legs under the seat of her
chair, and tied a length of rope from her ankles to her chest ropes.
“Now,” I said
as I looked in her handbag, and took out two scarves, “I need to keep you quiet
while I have a look around.” I rolled
the scarves into two bands, and used the smaller red one on the girl, and the
bigger black one on her mother. They sat
there, trying to talk to each other, their boots squeaking as the rope rubbed
on them as well as against each other, and started to look round.
As I did so,
however, I realised something was very wrong here. The house had hardly anything in it – there
were a few bags with knick knacks, and in the kitchen there was only one box
with some plates, mugs and cutlery in it.
I thought the
bare wooden floors were a fashion statement, but there really was nothing. Most of the rooms were unfurnished, and when
I went upstairs I found that the rooms did not even have beds in them, never
mind any other furniture.
Going back
down the stairs, I went into the kitchen and found her purse. It had a few pounds in it, but not much. Either they were squatting, or...
I went back
into the room where they were and removed the gag from the mother. “Where are they?” I said as she looked at me,
her daughter giggling as she watched.
“Where is
what?”
“Your
jewellery and valuables – where are they?”
“Somewhere on
the M4,” she said as she looked at me, “I want to know the answer to that
question as well.”
I looked at
her as she started laughing. “I’ve heard
of you, seen the stories in the paper,” she said quietly, “but this time you struck
out. We’re moving in today, but the van
has been held up. My husband and son
have gone to see if they can find them- I went to buy some coffee and a drink
for my daughter, and then you came in...”
I shook my
head, and said “Well, we played a good game.
I’m going to keep you both nice and quiet, and let you both try to
escape now.” I replaced her cleave gag,
and looking round found a roll of masking tape.
It makes a lousy gag, but wrapped over their heads and the cleave gags
it at least secured them a bit more.
They said
“Gbee” to me as I walked out, reminding myself again – check first before
visiting...
********
Sometimes I
plan, sometimes I act on impulse, sometimes I improvise – but only once have I
ever taken a trip to the cinema and turned it into a successful visit.
This was at
the Westfield centre at Shepherd’s Bush, and I had gone to see a film at the
Vue cinema, which involved the two daughters of an FBI agent being held hostage
to make her do something for an enemy.
It was a decent enough film, but nothing special. What really got my attention as I walked out
was a conversation between two girls – one was eighteen, the other about eleven
judging by her relative height.
The older
girl had long reddish brown hair, and was wearing a black leather jacket over a
silver coloured sweater top, blue jeans and brown suede short boots. The younger of the two girls was very smartly
dressed, in a very light turquoise smock top with gold collar and a gathered
waist and cuffs. The top also had a
pattern of black and brown belts in geometric shapes, with gold buckles added. The smock covered the top of a pair of black
pants, and a pair of very shiny brown leather wedge heel boots covered her
lower legs.
The
conversation went something like this.
“That was a
great film, Helen – thanks for taking me!”
“That’s all
right Poppy – but it was an exciting film.
I don’t know what we would do if we ended up in that situation.”
“Yeah, well
we never will, will we? So what are we
going to do now?”
“Let’s head
home – mum and dad left money for pizza, and they won’t be back until later
anyway. We can have a girl’s night in.”
“All right –
come on then.”
Oh come on –
it was an invitation if ever I heard one, so I followed them out of the shopping
centre and onto a bus, as they went into Kensington and entered one of the
white terraced houses on a road off the High Street. I made my way back to the Westfield, got my
car and parked nearby, before I went to work.
Looking up
and down the street, I went up to the front door and pushed the bell button. I
could hear the footsteps coming up to the door, and heard the older girl saying
“So you did forget the salad,” as the door opened.
“Sorry,” I
said as I pushed my way in and hand gagged her, closing the door behind me,
“I’m not the pizza guy. Now, keep calm,
and do as I say – you and your sister are going to blame a game with me.”
“Whhhrrrru?”
“Not that
important – we’re going to go and tell Poppy that you are going to play at
being the two daughters, while I’ve come to find their mother’s secrets, all
right?”
Helen looked
at me, the stocking covering my face, and then nodded slowly. “Good girl,” I said as I took a roll of brown
sticking plaster from my pocket, tore a piece off and smoothed it over her
lips, and then taped her wrists together behind her back. “Let’s go and start playing with Poppy.”
I walked her
back into the front room, where Poppy was sitting reading a book. She looked at me and Helen as I said “Hello
Poppy – Helen wanted to play a game of hostages with you, and asked me to come
and help you to do so. She knows you
really enjoyed the film, and planned this in the last half hour. Isn’t that right Helen?”
Helen nodded
and said “Ltssplwfhm” as I sat her down on a leather couch. “Now Poppy,” I said as I took my rucksack
off, “I need to keep you two secure and quiet while I find your mother’s
secrets. Helen is going to watch while I
tie you up really tightly, so that you cannot move.”
“Sounds fun,”
she said as she looked at me, “What do you want me to do?”
I looked at
her, and then pulled a length of rope out of my bag. “Stand still,” I said as I put the rope
around her arms, on her tummy, and then tied them in place first, the rope
going between her arms and tummy to hold them in place just above her
elbows. I then folded her arms behind
her back and tied her wrists tightly together, then sat her down in a chair.
“What are you
going to do to me, your wicked man,” she said in a sing song tone as I wound
some rope around her ankles and pulled them tightly together, the rope
squealing on the leather as I passed the ends between her legs. I then tied them together below her knees,
again taking the rope between her legs, before saying “Now sit quietly while I
take care of Helen.”
“I’ll
scream,” she said as she smiled at me, so I took the roll of plaster, tore off
a strip and pressed it over her mouth, before walking over to Helen.
I took a
length of rope and started to tie her arms to her side, taking the rope above
and below her chest, and tightening it by passing it under one arm, up and
around the back of her neck, and under the other arm. Only then did I cut the plaster away from her
wrists and secure them properly with rope.
“Ruffllfngllrrtppe,”
Helen mumbled as she looked over at her sister.
She nodded, watching as I tied her sister’s ankles together, and then
her legs below her knees.
“Now then,” I
said as I took a plastic box with a cook’s timer on the top, and set the timer
for thirty minutes. “Don’t move. If you move before it goes off, the bomb
explodes. If I hear the police, the bomb
explodes. So my advice? Stay very very still.”
They both
looked at me and nodded as I left them, and started to search the house. Their parent’s room was particularly fruitful
– she had some very nice taste in gold and pearls. I also picked out a couple of large scarves,
in order to give the two girls a more comfortable gag.
I then went
to the kitchen, picked up a couple of cartons of juice, and then went back into
the front room. Peeling the plaster away
from Helen’s mouth, I put a straw in one carton and held it to her lips,
allowing her to drink – right after I stopped the timer on the box with one
minute to go.
“Thank you,”
she said when she had finished, “but what are you going to do with us?”
“Well,” I
said as I pulled the plaster away from Poppy’s mouth and gave her a drink, “I
need to make sure you two are really kept out of the way, so I’m going to take
you upstairs and make sure you stay in one room. You’ll be safe in there – I don’t want anyone
else to try and surprise you the way I did.”
“Sounds fun,”
Poppy said as she looked at Helen, “but can we be together?”
“Of course,”
I said as I picked her up in my arms, “I’ll take you up first, then come down
and help your sister up”
I carried
Poppy up to her parent’s room, letting her sit on the bed. “Mum and Dad never let me do this,” she said
as I left her alone – I had already disconnected the phone – and then helped
Helen to hop out of the downstairs room, up the stairs and into the bedroom.
“Now then,” I
said as I helped Helen to sit next to her sister, “Slide down and make your
selves comfortable, but first put these in your mouths.”
I took two
large handkerchiefs out, folded them and then pushed them into their open
mouths, before they shuffled down the bed and lay on their sides, facing each
other. I then rolled the scarves into
bands, and pulled them between their lips, tying the ends tightly together at
the base of their necks.
“Whtrrugngtd,”
Poppy said as I pulled her ankles back, and tied them to the rope around her
tummy. I did the same for Helen – only
pulling her ankles back further, and tying them to her chest ropes.
“Now, you
just lie still – I need to make my getaway,” I said as I heard Poppy’s boots squeaking
again, as she tried to wriggle round while I left them to it.
I just hope
their parents were not too late...
********
Now, whenever
I play the games with the people I visit, I usually try to make them as
comfortable as possible – in a chair, on a settee, on a bed, or even on a
carpet with pillows. There have been a
small number of occasions, however, when the place I have left them has been a
kitchen floor. Two in particular come to
mind.
The first was
very early in my career, when I was still learning what to do the hard
way. I was walking in a park when I saw
this brown haired woman walking with her daughter. In itself that was nothing unusual, but the
Cartier watch she was wearing and the string of pearls around her neck told a
different story. She was about thirty,
with brown hair cut in a bob, and was wearing a cream coloured bomber jacket
with a white fur collar and trim over a dusky pink roll necked sweater, a knee
length brown tweed skirt and long light brown leather boots with a two inch
heel.
Her daughter
was about nine or ten, and wore a red anorak over a white blouse, the lace
collar just visible, a red pleated skirt with a matching Alice band in her
hair, white socks and black shoes. Well,
I followed them out of the park, and to a detached house with a reasonably
large garden, watching as they went in.
I was a bit
more reckless then, and the lack of a car in the driveway for a woman wearing
that watch told me the father was not home, so I pulled the scarf I had on my
neck up around my face, walked up to the house and let myself in. I could hear them in the kitchen, so I took
the fake pistol I carried at that time out, walked in and said “Hello – it’s
time to play a game of robbers!”
Well, the mum
just looked at me, and must have panicked, because she said immediately “It’s
all right, Sue – we’re going to play the game as he suggests, all right?”
“All right,
Mum,” she said, “but what can we use if he means to keep us secured?”
Good question
– I had nothing to use, so I said “Do you have any rope or tape?”
“There’s tape
in the drawer,” her mother said as she looked to a unit, “but don’t use that on
Sue.” Instead, she stood up, took a
freshly laundered pillow case from a laundry basket, and used a pair of
scissors to cut in into two wide and four thin strips.
“We’ll be
kept in here, like a real robber would,” Mum said as Sue took her shoes off, so
I agreed – using two of the thin strips to tie Sue’s wrists together behind her
back, and secure her sock covered ankles together, as well as her wrists behind
her back – her anorak was on the back of a chair. She was sitting in front of the sink, as I
rolled a third strip up, put it in her mouth and then tied one of the wider strips
tightly over her mouth.
As for Mum, I
taped her ankles tightly together over her boots, her wrist behind her back,
then stuffed the second wide strip into her mouth and taped her mouth from
cheek to cheek, before robbing them as quickly as I could.
Why? Because leaving them like that in the kitchen
meant they could find something to get them free fairly easily – a lesson I remembered
for the more recent occasion, when I was better prepared.
This was in
the last year, when I was on business in Edinburgh, and walking down Princes
Street my eye was drawn to a particular woman.
She was wearing a light brown jacket over a camisole top, and a brown
leather skirt that came halfway down her calves. A pair of very expensive black leather boots
covered the remainder of her legs.
With her was
a twelve year old girl, dressed in a rather unusual school uniform outside
Japan, so unusual I wondered at first if it was a costume of some type. She had on a beige sailor style jacket over
some sort of t-shirt, with a pink bow tied under the collar and in front, a
knee length pleated grey skirt, black socks and brown shoes. Her light brown hair was bunched into two pigtails
with pink ribbons, while her mum’s dark hair fell down her neck.
The girl was
carrying a brown briefcase, while her mother had a cream coloured handbag and a
shopping bag. Well, I was sufficiently
interested that I was glad I had my rucksack with me, as I followed them out
towards the Haymarket, and then to a row of houses on a Georgian terrace,
noting which one they went into.
I managed to
get access, and a look at the post-boxes in the lobby told me which flat they
were in. So I went up, knocked on the
door, and waited. “I’ll get it,” I heard
a young voice close, and the door was opened by the young girl.
“Yesssmmm,”
she said as I put my hand over her mouth, and closed the door behind me. “Where’s your mother,” I whispered, and she
nodded to the kitchen door, so I walked her into the kitchen, her mother
turning and saying “What...” as I walked her in.
“Hello,” I
said quietly, “I’m here to play a game of robbers with you and your daughter,
as booked by you last week. Surely you
remember?”
I glanced at
a letter addressed to Ellen Corrigan, and wondered which she was – my question
answered as the mum said “Jess, this man is going to play a game with us, all
right?”
“Lllrrtmm,”
she mumbled as I removed my hand.
“Sorry,” I said as she looked at me, “but I always start the game
without warning. Now, I need to make
sure you two stay put, in here, while I pretend to steal Mummy’s jewellery, all
right?”
“Like in that
cop show?”
“Exactly,” I
said with a smile as I looked at Jess, “Now, why don’t you both turn round and
put your hands behind your back for me?”
“Do me
first,” Ellen said as she turned and put her hands behind her back, “then Jess
will know there is nothing to fear.”
I nodded and
took some rope out, moving her arms so that her forearms were parallel to each
other and then tying her wrists tightly together. I then took more rope and tied her arms to
her side, going above and below her chest, before using one more length to
bring the two bands together behind her back and lifting her arms further up her
back. I’d seen it in a cartoon, and
wanted to see how effective it was.
Ellen gasped
as I tied the ropes off, and then said “All right Jess – your turn. It doesn’t hurt, so don’t be afraid.”
I soon had
the young girl’s wrists and arms tightly secured, her chest ropes sitting under
the bow at the front, before I helped them both to sit back to back, their bags
in the floor. Taking more rope, I bound
Jess’ ankles tightly together side by side as she watched, and then bound the
ankles of Ellen tightly together, the rope squeaking on the leather.
“That sounds
like a mouse,” Jess said as I bent her mother’s legs, and tied her legs
together below her knees, gathering the leather skirt around her legs as I did
so.
“It does,
doesn’t it,” I said as I balled up two lengths of cloth. “Now, I need you to be as quiet as that
mouse. Open your mouth as wide as you
can.”
I pushed the
first wad into Jess’ mouth, and then tied a white scarf tightly over her mouth,
taking it around her head and then securing the ends together at the base of
her neck. I gagged Ellen in the same
way, her lips visible under the scarf as I tied it over her hair, and then said
“Don’t move” as I went to steal her valuables.
When I looked
in on them before I left, they were sitting, their eyes closed and their heads
bowed, as if they were praying. “Try to
escape now,” I said as I left them, hoping the floor was not going to get too
cold...
********
There was
another country walk that somehow managed to bring some very, very pleasant
memories to mind, and also some regrets, as you shall see.
I was
holidaying in the Yorkshire Dales, when I saw this woman walking with a nine
year old girl, and something about her caught my eye. The girl had long blonde hair, with a light
purple band holding it back, and was wearing a white top with a black jumper
over it, a large purple wool scarf wrapped around her neck, blue jeans and
black Ugg boots.
It was the
older woman who took my eye. She was in
her late twenties, with long brown hair, and wore a grey scarf over a black
round necked top, faded blue jeans and short black leather boots. A pair of turquoise earrings hung from her
lobes, as she saw me looking at her.
“Excuse me,”
she said as she walked over to me with a camera, “Can I get you to take a
picture of us?”
Well, I could
not refuse, so they posed leaning on the side of the bridge and smiled as I
took their picture. Handing the camera
back, I watched them as they walked off, and then followed them to a holiday
cottage in the woods.
Well, I knew
I was going to visit them, but I had to change first, from the shirt and jeans
I was wearing into a black jumper and trousers, and then picked up my
rucksack. I then walked back to the
house, looked round and looked in.
There was
something about the older woman, something familiar as I looked at her sitting
in the front room, playing with the young girl.
It took me a minute to place her, and then with an internal shock I
realised who she was.
Samantha
Dillon – a girl I knew at primary school, but had not seen for nearly twenty years. For a moment, I was ten years old again,
watching her with her hair in pigtails as she ran across the...
“Who’s
there?”
I realised I
had been heard, so I stepped in and said “Hello – your mummy has booked me to
come and play a game with you.”
Neither of
them recognised me, especially with the stocking over my head, but the little
girl said “This isn’t my mummy – this is my Auntie Sam.” Samantha was looking at me, eyes wide before
she said “Who are you?”
“Like I
said,” I repeated as I stepped in, “your mummy has booked me to come and play a
game with you, but she obviously is not here.
What’s your name, little girl?”
“I’m Abigail Alanis
Arden,” the blonde haired girl said.
“And you,” I
said as I looked at Samantha.
“I... I’m Sam Arden, and I’m her aunt,” she said
eventually.
“So you are
married to her father’s brother?”
She nodded
and said “That’s right – my maiden name was Dillon. Abi, darling, will you stay here for a minute
while I talk with this man?” She stood
up and walked over to me, motioning to the door.
“Who are you
and what are you doing in...” she
started to say, before she saw me pull the handle of a gun from my pocket.
“I’m going to
rob you,” I said quietly, “and to do so, I need to secure you and your niece to
keep you out of the way. We’re going to
pretend this is a pre-arranged game, so that she doesn’t get too upset. Understand?”
“secure? You mean?”
I nodded as she looked at me, and then said “All right – but let me
explain what’s going to happen to us, please?”
I looked into
her eyes, remembering a childhood date, and then nodded. WE walked back in as she said “Abi, I’ve
talked to the man, and we’re going to play a game of robbers with him. He’s going to use some things to stop us from
moving or talking, and then pretend to steal things from us, before he leaves
us to try and get free. Is that all
right with you?”
“That sounds
really exciting,” Abi said as she looked at us.
“So what are you going to do?”
“Well, I
think we need to start with making sure neither of you can run away,” I said
with a smile as I took my rucksack off.
“Why don’t you both sit on the couch, put your hands on your head, and
rest your feet on the coffee table?”
Abi jumped
onto the couch, putting her hands on her head as Sam followed her. Taking some rope, I then tied Abi’s ankles
together side by side, pulling the material foe hr boots against her legs and
passing the rope between her ankles, and then tied her legs together below her
knees. I then went over to Sam and
crossed her ankles before tying them together, the rope squeaking over the
leather, before I then tied her legs together.
“Not too bad,
is it,” I said with a smile as they tried to move their legs. “Well, we’re not going anywhere,” Sam
eventually said. “The man probably has
to tie our wrist together now, right?”
“That’s
right,” I said as I took more rope.
“Would you please turn and put your hands behind your back?”
“I think he
means business, Abi,” Sam said as she smiled at her niece, while I crossed her
wrists and tied them tightly together with more rope, before binding her arms
to her side above and below her chest.
“Are you
going to do that to me,” Abi said as she watched me tie the ropes off.
“No,” I said
quietly, “but I will tie your wrist together.
Can you put them together in prayer for me?”
Sam and I
watched as Abi did so, and I tied them tightly together, taking the rope around
and between her arms as I did so, and then laid them on her lap while I ted
them to the rope around her legs. I then
took some more rope and tied her upper arms to her body, tightening it with two
short lengths under her arms.
“Not too
uncomfortable,” I said as I stood up.
“It feels funny,” Abi said with a smile, “but it’s not too bad. Now what happens?”
“Well, can I
trust you both to keep quiet while I have
a look round?”
Sam nodded,
and said “I know what’s coming, but we will keep quiet as part of the
game.” I nodded and then left them as I started to search the cottage.
When I
entered the main bedroom, I found a set of diaries in the bookcase. I was going to look for jewels, but my
curiosity got the better of me, and I had a look. She had moved here when she was ten, and
grown up, made friends, got married. But
looking at the early pages, I saw my name.
She had liked
me a lot as well, and thought I was good looking and cute. There were even some stories of me coming to
her rescue to free her from bad men, or taking her to parties.
I had to
swallow a little as I read that, and then put the diary back. I did find the jewellery box, but as I looked
through the pieces I recognised some from when she had worn them as a young
girl, or on her mother when we met. I
could not take these – any of them, but I did find some money which I pocketed,
as well as some gold coins.
Eventually, I
returned to the front room, as Sam said “So have you found what you were
looking for?”
“I have,” I
said with a smile, “but now I have to stop you from raising the alarm.” I took one of the scarves I had found in
Sam’s room, rolled it into a band and tied a knot in it, and said “open
wide.” She allowed me to pull the knot
into her mouth, and tie the ends around her head, before I did the same with a
smaller scarf to Abigail.
“Right,” I
said as I looked at them, “ready to try and escape?”
They both
nodded at me and smiled over their cleave gags as I left them, a mixture of
regret and pride in my heart as I walked out.
To have someone feel like that about you...
********
A few months
ago, I had to spend a couple of weeks on business in New York, and as is my
custom now, I bought a few cheap supplies at a hardware store and kept them in
my hotel room. I was staying near
Central Park, so on the Sunday I dressed casually, slipped my rucksack on my
back and went for a walk in that urban paradise.
While I was purchasing
a hot dog, I saw a mum and daughter walk past.
The mum had long, slightly curled brown hair, and was wearing a black
jacket over a grey top, faded blue denim jeans and black combat boots. She was looking in her brown handbag for
something while her daughter was looking at the lake.
She looked as
if she was about twelve, wearing a grey lumberjack patterned top with the
sleeves rolled up, and beige chinos with a pair of dark brown combat
boots. Her hair was pulled back and secured
in a small pigtail at the back of her head.
In
themselves, they did not look that special – but the solid silver Cartier watch
and bangles the mum was wearing, and the contents I glimpsed of her handbag,
told a different story, so I started to follow them from a distance, riding the
subway with them to the Bronx and watching as they entered a brownstone.
A glance at
the intercom buttons revealed their possible names – Sonia and Jodie
Kazinsky. By good fortune, someone else
was coming out of the building, so I pretended to talk to them as the door
opened, slipped in and reached into my jacket pocket for the stockings I had
also bought.
I soon found
their apartment door, and tried the handle – finding to my relief that for some
reason they had left it unlocked. As I
slipped in I heard the mum say “Jodie, can you come in here for a minute
please?”
I stood still
and watched as the little girl ran from her room to another one, without seeing
me – so I slipped the stocking over my head, the gloves over my hands, and
stepped in.
“What
the....” Sonia said as she saw me standing there, a small gun in my hand as I
looked at both of them. “Hello there,” I
said with a smile, “Your mum, Jodie, wants you to know what to do if a bad man
comes to rob you, so she asked me to come and play a game of robbers with
you. Isn’t that right, Sonia?”
Her mum
looked at me, and slowly nodded her head as she said “That’s right, Jodie, so don’t
be afraid. This is just a game – this
man here is someone from my office.”
“All right,
Mum,” Jodie said as she looked at Sonia, “I guess I do need to know. So what are you going to do?”
“Well,” I
said as I took my rucksack off, and left my gun where Sonia could see it, “I
need to make sure you and your Mum can’t stop me taking her things, so I need
to make sure you both stay in here. It’ll
be fun, I promise. I need you to do
something first, Jodie – can you go and get two pairs of your gym socks for me
please?”
The apartment
was not that big, so I had decided already they had to be tied together, but I
did not want to make it easy for them to escape. When Jodie came back, I told her to give a
pair to her mother, and then for both of them put them on their hands before
they sat back to back.
“Oh, it’s
going to be like in the movies, held back to back,” Jodie said as I knelt
beside them.
“In a way,
but this will be different,” I said as I tied Jodie’s left wrist to her
mother’s right one, cinching the band between their arms, and then tied their
arms together just under Jodie’s elbow. I
then walked over to the over side and secured their free arms to each other in
the same way. They both had taken their
boots off, so I crossed Sonia’s ankles and tied them together, as well as her
legs below her knees, before doing the same to her daughter.
“Don’t move,”
I said as I looked in their kitchen, and found a hank of washing line, which I
used to bind their upper bodies together at their waists and below Sonia’s
chest, holding Jodie to her at her upper chest, and then making sure it was
tightened properly.
“Now then,” I
said to Jodie as I knelt beside her and looked into her eyes, “I’m afraid I
need to...”
“Hey Jodie, what
are you doing?”
I jumped to
my feet as I saw we had visitors – a young Asian woman, in her late twenties,
dressed in a black sweatshirt over a blue and white polka dot blouse, torn
jeans and black strappy sandals. More
worrying to me was the six year old girl she had her hand on the shoulder of,
wearing a bright blue sweatshirt, leopard print leggings and black fur lined
boots with big buttons on the side. Both
of their sweatshirts had “HEART AND SOUL” printed on the front, the one
difference being the young girl had a little heart instead of the O in SOUL.
“Hey Anna,”
Jodie said to the black haired young girl, “We’re playing a game of
robbers. Do you and your mum want to
play too?”
I walked to
the table and put my hand on the gun as Sonia sighed and said “I think you and
Anna should play along, Kim. It’s just a
game after all.”
Kim looked at
me, and then nodded as she said “So long as it is just a game. “What do you want us to do?”
“Why don’t
you sit on the couch,” I said as I looked at Kim,” and put your hands on your
head for the moment, while I start the game with your delightful daughter. Anna, do me a favour and put your hands
together in front of you.”
“It’s fun,
Anna,” Jodie said as I used some cord to bind the little girl’s wrists
together.
“Will we have
to stay really quiet,” she said as she smiled at me. I nodded and said “Yes, but I’ll help you. Now, can you stay standing there for a
minute? I want to make sure you mum
cannot move off the couch before she gives you a big hug.”
I then knelt
in front of Anna, and tightly tied her ankles together side by side, as well
her legs below her knees, before I said to Kim “Right then – sit on your mum’s
lap for me please, and then I’ll make sure your legs are just like your mum’s.”
“Sure,” Kim
said as she jumped on her mum’s lap, leaning against her as Anna put her arms
round her, and I tied her legs together above her boots. I then crossed Anna’s wrists in front of
Kim’s tummy, tied them tightly together, and then tied their wrists to each
other with a short length of cord.
“One more
thing,” I said as I used what was left of the washing line to tie them together
around their tummies, before I said “Now, before you came in I was saying to
Jodie that I need to make sure you cannot raise the alarm.” Looking at Kim, I said “that means I need to
put some tape over your mouth, but just stay calm and snuggle in with your mum,
and you’ll be just fine, all right?”
“All right,”
Kim said as I tore a strip of medical tape from the roll in my bag, and
smoothed it down over her mouth. She
nodded as I walked over to Jodie, wadding up a hankie in my pocket as I did so.
“I need to do
a little more for you, but don’t let Kim see, or she will want it to,” I said
as I looked at her. She nodded and
opened her mouth, allowing me to push the clean hankie in before I covered her
lips in tape.
“Now, mummies
make more noise, so I need to do a bit more for them,” I said as I took two
cheap bandanas from my bag, rolled them up and tied knots in them, before using
them to cleave gag both Anna and Sonia, and then wrapped the medical tape
around their mouths.
“There,” I
said as I stood up, “now just sit quietly while I pretend to rob you – then you
can try to start to escape after I have gone.”
I didn’t take
long to find the valuables, returning to see Anna rubbing her taped cheek on
her daughter’s head while Sonia and Jodie tried to move their arms. I had already secreted Anna’s keys from her
back, as well as noting her apartment number, so I said “I’m going now – try
and get free before someone comes to rescue you.”
There then
followed the quickest search I have ever done, and the quickest exit...
********
When I was
first starting out on this life, two occasions happened which taught me a lot
about being prepared and how to keep the younger ones calm. The first of those happened when I was on a
day trip to the seaside, and was walking past some chalets when I saw a young
family walking down to the beach from one of the holiday homes. The man was wearing a black polo shirt and
knee length denim shorts, with a pair of flip flops on his feet, and he was
holding the hand of an eight year old girl.
She had long brown hair, and was wearing a light green t-shirt with a
red necklace around her neck, with a peach and green tiered gypsy skirt and
green sandals.
Her mother
followed behind, carrying a picnic basket with her. She had on a pink top held up by thin straps,
and a long white linen skirt that came half way down her lower legs. She had a red bead necklace around her neck.
I watched
from my bench as she took out a blue scarf and laid it on the pebble beach,
while they sat and ate their lunch, before Dad took the little girl down to the
water’s edge to look at the tide. I
watched them, thinking they made a lovely group, before they gathered their
things together and went back to the chalet.
As they
passed me, I heard Dad say “I need to go and pick some things up in town – I
should be back in a couple of hours.” As
he went one way, and the mum and daughter went back to the chalet, I decided to
make my move.
I was wearing
a blue hooded top and had a woollen scarf round my neck, so I moved the scarf
up to cover my mouth and nose, and pulled my head up, before I let myself into
the chalet. I had a small penknife in
my pocket, and nothing else – this was in the very early days, when I let the
adrenaline do the talking rather than the brain.
So, of
course, at the moment I closed the door the mother came out. She took one look at me, and was going to
scream, so I had to push her against the wall, my wool gloved hand over her
mouth as she saw my penknife from the corner of her eye.
“Shhh,” I
said quietly, “Not a word. You don’t
want to scare your little girl, do you?”
I was shaking
inside, but I hid it as much as I could, as she looked at me and then slowly
nodded her head.
“What’s your
name,” I said as I took my hand away.
“Becky – oh
God, please don’t hurt us...”
“I won’t hurt
you – let’s make it a game for both of you, all right? Do you have any rope or tape?”
She shook her
head, before saying “I have some wool I’m using to knit a shawl.”
Any port in a
storm, as they say, so I replied “Good – where is it?”
“In the front
room with Zara.”
“Let’s go –
and remember, this is a game,” I said as we walked in. Zara looked at me and said “Who is this,
Mummy?”
“He wants to
play a game with us,” she said as she looked at her daughter. “We need to let him keep us really still and
quiet, and then see how long we can stay like this, all right?”
“Will you
play as well Mummy?”
“Oh yes,
darling, I’ll be right with you,” she said as she picked up a ball of blue wool
and a pair of scissors, and handed them both to me. “Right then,” I said, “Why don’t you both sit
on the floor, with your backs to the seat, and I’ll use this wool to stop you
both from moving. I’ll take care of your
mum first, Zara, so that you can see she is all right.”
As Zara
nodded, I said to Becky “Hands together in front of you, palm to palm
please.” Once she had done this, I used
the wool to tie her wrists together, winding it round them in a figure of eight
before I wound it round her legs below her knees, and then her ankles, cut it
loose and tying it tightly between her legs.
“Does it
hurt,” I said, and as she shook her head I did the same thing to Zara, so that
they were sat bound side by side with their legs bent.
There were
two napkins on the ground, so I rolled them up and pushed them into their
mouths as a simple gag. “Now, keep that
in as long as possible before you call for help,” I said as I took Becky’s
purse and emptied it of cash, and then left them to enjoy the rest of the fame.
What did I
learn? Improvisation can work – as I
found out the very next week...
********
The second
time I was walking past a jewellers when I saw an eighteen year old walk out,
with her sister holding her hand. The
older girl was wearing a red leather jacket over a sports vest, denim jeans and
a pair of short brown leather boots, while the little girl had on an anorak
over a white top with a daisy pattern on the front, slightly more faded jeans
and a pair of black Ugg boots.
What really
caught my attention was the amount of money in the older girl’s wallet. They really did look like sisters as well,
the younger girl’s hair maybe slightly lighter than the older ones. Anyway, I heard her saying they needed to get
home and hide their mother’s present before she got home that night – and I saw
an opportunity to pick up some more cash.
They walked
back to a modest little terraced house, with a modest little deadbolt lock that
they did not use – so I was able to sneak in, with my scarf pulled back up over
my nose, and watch them as they kicked off their boots and settled down to
watch some television.
Eventually,
the little girl stood up and walked out of the room – which was my cue to grab
her, lift her off the ground and carry her back in, to a scream of “HEATHER!!”
from the older girl.
“All right,”
I said as the little one squirmed in my arm, “just sit down and stay calm –
there’s no need for anyone to scream or get hurt, so long as you do what I tell
you, understand?”
The older
girl nodded as I said “Good – now, what’s your name?”
“Holly.”
“All right,
Holly, you and your sister Heather are going to play a game of robbers with
me. Have you got any rope in the house?”
She nodded so
I said “Good – why don’t you go and get it while I keep hold of Heather
here? And no tricks. I don’t want to hurt her, but if you try to
call for help...”
That kept her
suitably intimidated, as she said “Just stay calm, sis,” and left the room,
coming back with a roll of brown rope.
She laid it on the chair and then sat on a couch, little Heather running
into her arms as I let her go.
“What are you
going to do to us,” Holly said as she held her sister, watching me take a knife
out and cut the rope into several lengths.
“Don’t worry,
I just want to play a game of robbers with you,” I said quietly. “You’re going to tie little Heather’s wrists
and ankles, and then I’ll tie you up before I have a look round. After that, I’ll keep you quiet, and then
leave you to try and get free.”
“You’re a bad
man,” Heather said as she looked at me, “I don’t like you.”
“Well, I’m
sorry to hear that,” I said as I looked at her, “but you are going to be tied
up – would you rather it was your sister or me?”
Heather
looked as if she was thinking that one over, before she said “My sister – I
know she won’t hurt me.”
“All right,”
Holly eventually said, “What do you want me to do?” I handed her the length of rope, and told her
to tie her sister’s wrists together behind her back, so she said to Heather “Do
me a favour, sweetheart – turn your back to me, and fold your arms like
this.” She showed Heather how to put her
arms, waited for her to do so, and then tied her wrists tightly together so
that one arm was on top of the other. I
instructed her to cinch the binding between her arms, and then tie the ends off
before tucking them into the ropes.
“Now,
Heather,” I said quietly, “Sit down on the floor with your back against the
couch, and Holly will tie your ankles together side by side with this
rope.” The little girl watched as her
sister tied her ankles together, keeping the rope tight around her bare legs,
and then passed it between them before tying it off.
“Now it’s
your sister’s turn,” I said as I looked at Holly. “Lie face down on the floor and cross your
arms behind your back.”
“Why does she
have to lie down,” Heather said as I started to bind her sister’s arms together
behind her back.
“Well, she’s
older than you, strong than you, and more likely to cause trouble than you, so
I need to make sure she is even more secure,” I said as I pulled the rope
tighter, and then started to bind her ankles together, then pull her feet back
and secure them to her wrist with a longer length of rope.
“Now, stay
there and keep quiet,” I said as I left the room and had a search of the rest of
the house, collecting some money and jewellery as I did so. When I went back, however, I found Heather trying
to untie the rope around her sister’s wrists with her fingers.
“Naughty
naughty,” I said as I moved her back, and tightened the ropes on Holly, “I
guess I really do have to keep you quiet now.
Open wide.”
I had picked up
a pair of ankles socks from her sister’s chest of drawers, as well as a red and
blue bandana, so I pushed one of the socks into the little girl’s mouth before
folding the red bandana into a band and tying it tightly over her mouth. “Now, let me test that is going to work,” I
said as I started to tickle the soles of Heather’s feet, making her wriggle and
squirm but only hearing muffled laughs.
“Your turn
now,” I said to Holly, holding the sock in front of her mouth. She glared at me, but allowed me to stuff the
cotton wad in, and then tie the folded blue bandana over her mouth, before I
tickled her feet as well.
They both
looked at me, panting through their gags, as I turned and said “Have fun getting
free,” and left them there. I had
realised that day that I can make even the trickiest situation fun, and that
stood me in good stead through the years.
Especially
when I ended up robbing my own girlfriend...
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