A Long Journey

Chapter 6

"Stolen what?" Benson spoke up, cutting into her rambles. "Who stole, what?" His tone as one of irritation and sent a shiver down the girls spine.

A second past before she mumbled her response. "Your car, sit. Someone.... took it." Bensons felt the blood rush to his head.

"Someone? Or just one of those hooligans who you call employees?" He turned around and headed for the duffel bag.

"We sincerely apologize sir." She was now on the verge of tears as Benson threw his shirt on. "Though this is a not so pleasant place, we assure you that we have never had this problem before."

"Not pleasant?" He laughed at the words. "That's an understatement!" He closed his bag and shoved the strap up his arm and onto his shoulder.

"Please sir...." the girl was most definitely sobbing now and Benson easier up. It wasn't her fault.

"They give off a look of being big men," He bent down in front of her. "But they didn't have enough courage to come tell me this themselves and sent you instead?"

The sound softened and she shook her head. "Jobs are scarce here. If you find one, you need to hold onto it for dear life."

A moment past again, with both of them, just sitting there until she calmed down.

Wiping profusely at her eyes she jerked up, surprising her company. "I have taken too long! They will punish me! I must head back!" She turned to leave, however she stopped mind stride. She glanced over her shoulder at the man who now held onto her arm.

"What do you mean, punish?" He gritted his teeth, a flash of memories ran through I'm his head. "What do they do to you?"

"You shouldn't mind me!" She tried to pull out her arm, but to no avail.

"What do they do?" He repeated his words harshly.

"Nothing sir." She turned back to the hallway. "Just a... meal or two." She tugged again harder, but this only caused his to hold tighter. "But it is no big deal! Compared to others who are starving!"