10 Minutes

AirTag

Sanem gave the directions to the taxi driver and he nodded as they pulled out into traffic. She texted Osman earlier where to meet and thought he was smart in telling her not to use the phone to speak with him. She programmed the AirTag and then put the tag in her hip pocket, but then changed her mind and put it in the inside zip of her fold over wallet. She texted her brother next and explained what had happened and then she asked to meet him because she wanted a backup. A lookout. When she got an angry face emoji back she responded with "would you want me to do it alone?". To that she got another angry face emoji and then a response that said I'll be waiting for you. As they drove Sanem thought about what Can was going through and felt a deep sadness spread through her. She should be there with him right now but this was equally important to his future as well. As they neared the location she had given the driver her anxiousness arose but she felt better knowing that Osman would be there.  The driver told her that he would need to pull around and make a u- turn so her door would be closer to the curb. She understood him with a little difficulty as he spoke through his medical grade mask. She knew that many taxi drivers had adopted this method of protection due to the Covid disaster that had befallen the entire world. When be parked Sanem pulled out her credit card to pay the fare through the credit card processor in the taxis backseat and prepared her bag to exit the taxi as the driver came around to open her door. She was caught off guard when he stepped down onto the curb to offer his hand to her and she hesitated a for a moment before she took his hand. Before she could understand what was happening, he covered her mouth with a damp cloth and all she heard was her own screams muffled into a cloth. She flailed about for moments, dropping her phone, but all went dark mere seconds later as her heart called out for Can. How could she have been so foolish to have come alone. Yigit pushed Sanem gently back against the seat of the taxi and over a bit. He shoved the door closed and got back into the driver seat as he quickly looked around checking to see if anyone had noticed anything. The traffic in Istanbul was a nightmare as usual and he was prevented from pulling out into the traffic as the light remained red. He tapped on the steering wheel while he looked in the rear view mirror at Sanem's
face that had now fallen forward and into the side of the car window. He needed to get out of there quickly before someone noticed. Time was ticking. Soon everyone would became aware of her disappearance but he would have his prize and his recompense soon enough.

Osman sat and waited while Engin sat in the jeep just outside the coffee shop.
He knew she would be arriving in a taxi but so far the last three that pulled up hadn't been her. Another ten minutes passed by before a Taxi drove by and then made a u-turn to park a few cars down from him. He watched in his rear view mirror but only saw the driver get out and open the door.  He angled the mirror to see if he could see into the  car but there was no way with the other cars obstructing the view. He called Osman and told him to take a look. As he waited for the passenger to get out of the car the driver shut the door again and got back into his taxi. He furrowed his brow uncertain if he had missed the moment when the passenger got out. Surely they wouldn't have gotten out on the street side. A minute went by and the taxi driver was still there since he wasn't able to pull out into the street. Osman called him as he readied to get out of the jeep and take a look himself and said "I can't see in the car but nobody has gotten out. I'm going to go see..." Engin interrupted saying  "no-someone might know you...let me go".He got out of the car as the traffic cleared and the taxi pulled out into traffic giving him a partial view of a woman's face leaning up against the glass of the car door. He hadn't seen Sanem Aydin in 4 years but something in his gut told him that was her. Her hair was up, and her cheek pressed against the window distorted his view. He called Osman and told him he was following the taxi and to call his detective and call her boyfriend. He would steak his reputation on this and if he was wrong well Sanem would have a lot of explaining to do.

Yigit merged left and right and took side streets in his efforts to loose anyone who might have followed them. He was wound up tighter than a drum now and he wasn't leaving anything to chance. He had told her to come alone but although he hadn't seen anyone that didn't mean she had followed his orders. He looked back though the rear view mirror and saw that Sanen had slumped to the right and was nearly laying flat in the back seat. "Good, that makes things easier". He drove around in circles until he drove into the city park. He drove another few minutes until he found the parking area outside the Japanese gardens and parked next to a floral van. He got out of the car and walked around it to her door and looked in. Then he looked up and around and proceeded to turn toward the van that was parked next to him. He took out his key fob and opened the door. He was glad that nobody had parked next to it. In fact the parking lot was nearly empty. He then turned and opened the taxi door and quickly gathered Sanem in his arms and moved her to the floor of the van. He went back to the taxi and searched through her handbag until he found her wallet, took it and then closed the taxi door. He then entered the van himself and pulled the door closed. Finally he had her. He crouched down beside her and moved her hair which had fallen out of it bun and lay across her face. He watched her for a while as she breathed rhythmically and then he let his finger slide across her face. Her skin was as smooth as he had imagined it to be. She was indeed as beautiful as he remembered her. She had once been in his arms, unwillingly of course; but her fragrance and her body pressed up to his own wasn't something he had forgotten. Soon he would have her all to himself to enjoy and to train. He imagined she wouldn't be willing at first, but she would come around. They all did. He let his gaze travel over her and he felt himself become aroused. She wasn't even naked and his blood was already hot for her. She had on dark blue jeans that hugged her body and a plaid shirt that she wore over another shirt. The shirt was buttoned but tied at the waist and so when he untied it and opened it up it revealed a white tank with thin straps and a low neckline. He immediately dropped his eyes to her chest and stared at her cleavage which was abundant. He had seen her many times naked and in various sexual positions with Can but he had never undressed her himself so that felt quite thrilling to him. He stood and moved to the back of the van and pulled out a bag and brought it with him. He reached in and pulled out a cotton knit dress in black. She would wear that. Easy to get on and easier to get off. He dropped to his knees again and began to undo the button on her jeans. Seeing her at his feet made his movements more urgent and a bit rough. As he pulled the jeans down her legs her body moved side to side until she was on her side as he finally pulled them off. He could see her ass cheeks in a black thong. Her body was exceptional and not altered. He had been with plenty of women who had implants and while he didn't much care about them; it was all about the sex for him, he liked knowing that she was untouched by a knife. He turned her back around so that she lay on her back and noticed that she had a tattoo, of a bird on her hip just above the band of her underwear. His phone alerted him to the time he had given himself before he needed ti move on. He needed to be out of the vicinity before people started looking for her. He hurried to remove her shirt and tank top leaving her in just her bra and panties. Her bra was see through and so he stopped and stared at her breasts. He reached across and traced the curve of the tops of her breasts and then before he could stop himself yanked the straps off her shoulders roughly and lowered the material off her. He could barely contain his emotions as he bent over and kissed her breasts lightly but before he was able to let himself go he heard the slamming  of a car door next to the van. He stopped and felt a chill run down his spine. He heard multiple voices and then children's voices and more doors being slammed shut. He needed to leave. He was risking everything and that was just stupid. He sat up and removing her bra completely pulled the knit dress over her head and chest and then over her torso and legs. He looked down on her and was happy to see her in a body hugging dress with only her thong beneath. The cold air in the van made her nipple tighten and it sent a rush of blood through his veins but there was nothing he could do about it then. He waited a few minutes before he looked out the front window of the van and quietly listened but there were no more sounds. He quickly got out of the van with the bag of her clothes and tossed them into the back seat of the taxi. He knew they would eventually find it and when his cousin found her clothes, he would know that he had stripped her of her own and that she was with another man who would be enjoying her from now on. That would drive the arrogant and confidant Can Divit insane. He wouldn't see Sanem again for long time and when he did she wouldn't want him back. He quickly got back in the van and used zip ties he had in his pocket to secure her wrists. He started the van and then pulled out of the parking area slowly until he was back at the entrance of the park. He pulled out into the city traffic and headed north. He would be out of the city in less than an hour with the flow of traffic. He imagined Can's face when he found her clothes. Soon he would have everything that belonged to him and she was the icing on the cake.