The Castillo De La Real Fuerza also known as the ‘Castle of The Royal Force’ located at the western side of the harbor in Havana was originally constructed to defend the city against the pirates. However owing to its inferior strategic position, it was eventually never used. The building, also considered as the oldest stone fortress of the Americas, was later listed as a UNESCO world heritage site. Apart from being a tourist attraction owing to the small naval museum located inside, major parts of the fortress remains closed for visitors and hence provides an ideal hiding place for the shady activities of the mafia. The overall structure, made from limestone along with the thick sloping walls along the shore line, provides adequate fortification for the secret base of illegal operations that Rosmus carries out in the whole of Americas. The fort was adequately equipped with surveillance cameras, motion sensors, turrets and watch towers. Apart from these, the whole region was constantly patrolled by hundreds of mercenaries from Rosmus’s payroll. This was Rosmus’s dungeon, where he carefully held his secret dragon, waiting for the right time to unleash it on the world.
Annie woke suddenly up as the cold water splashed or her face. As she slowly opened her eyes, she realized that her eyes had been covered so that she could not see what was going around her. She tried to stretch her body only to realize that her arms and legs were firmly tied together. She could hear the husky voice of two men briskly speaking in Russian. They were waiting for orders from their boss Rosmus. After a while when her veil was finally lifted, she looked around the place where she was held captive. It was a small stone cell meant for prisoners. Her feet were chained firmly to the ground while her hands were tied to the chain using a rope. Another rope was hanging from an iron hook in the ceiling which was attached to a pulley on the other end of the room. The room did not have any windows. The temperature and ventilation was controlled by vents on the ceiling. The iron door was guarded by two well built, vicious looking men.
As the walkie-talkies crackled, one of the men came towards her, pulled down a rope which was hanging from the ceiling, and tied a knot on her neck. He moved to the end of the room and slowly started to turn the pulley. Annie could feel the knot tighten on her neck as the rope was pulled farther causing her body to dangle between the iron chains on the ground and the rope from the ceiling. She could feel herself being suffocated as the rope tightened its grip around her neck. As she felt a sense of dizziness, a short man walked in the room and moved towards her. Although she could barely see the face owing to dizziness, owing to her initial research before the mission, she could recognize the man as Yuri Rosmus.
Rosmus ordered the guard to loosen the rope. As soon as the lever was released, the rope loosened a bit and Annie fell onto the ground. She coughed out loud as she desperately gasped for breath. Rosmus bent down slightly, held her hair and pulled her up as she yelled in pain. ‘I don’t like insects crawling in my backyard. I love to watch them die as I burn them alive…..unless it’s of any use to me. You are going to tell me what Lucas was doing in my casino and what were you both up to.’
Annie stared at his face in utter disdain and Rosmus did not like that. He used his right knee to kick her twice in her abs. Annie cried out in pain. ‘I’ll ask you one more time. What did you come here for? What is your mission?’.
Annie looked around the room once again trying to identify any possible option she could use to free herself. ‘If you think you will escape and survive, then you are wrong. You are in the most secured facility in the entire country…. Castillo De La Real Fuerza. One more thing, that partner of yours, Roy Lucas…. He died a nasty death today.’ Annie could hardly believe what she had just heard. Lucas could not die. He was the absolute best of ANNT. ‘The last I heard was, my gunship blew him up along with your hotel. The bastard is finally dead’. Rosmus laughed out loud as if to show off his achievement and satisfaction to Annie.
‘Since you haven’t spoken a word yet, you are no use to me. My boys will treat you with a lot of care before disposing you off. Farewell ladybird.’ Rosmus headed out of the cell as the second guard entered the cell and locked the door. Annie started panicking. She did not have much more time; she had to do something to escape. She could feel the rope tightening the grip on her neck as one of the guards pulled the trigger. The chains clanked harshly on the stone floor as they were drawn and she slowly was pulled up. One of the guards walked towards her while drawing out an army knife. ‘We will make it slow and painful for you bitch. And then we will rip you off in pieces and feed the sharks.’ The guards chuckled. Annie could only hope for a miracle now. As the rope tightened round her neck dizziness creeped in; her entire world turned dark as she struggled desperately to breathe. She had reached her doom.
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