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The Hostage Chapter 4Martin had outlived his usefulness in the Mideast. Both sides now knewthat he was a mole. He was offered a discharge from the army or statesidereassignment. Had he not met Trevor, he would have stayed in the service.But at last he had found his soul mate, and he accepted his honorabledischarge. He and Trevor were shipped home on an army transport whichlanded at Langley Air force Base in Virginia.From there, their next stop was Atlanta, Ga. where Trevor wanted to postthe story of Martin's heroics with CNN, but the government wouldn't lethim. The operation was considered classified. Instead, Trevor asked for,and got a transfer to CNN headquarters in Chicago. He had no family, andsince Martin feared for his mother's safety, they agreed to settle inChicago. Martin did not know his uncle's whereabouts. He had been placedon a dangerous persons' list, and flying into the US would be moredifficult for him now. However, Martin knew that it would not beimpossible, what with all the insurgent cells which existed throughout theworld. As much as he feared his uncle, he feared telling his mother abouthis relationship with Trevor even more.When they got off the plane at O'Hare, they went immediately to BaggageClaim. While they were waiting for their luggage, Martin grinned atTrevor. "You know what?" he asked. "We haven't been alone or unobservedsince we met. Let's spend tonight in a hotel, and we'll go home tomorrowmorning.""I like how you think. Let's add a great stateside dinner to thescenario.""You're on, buddy." Martin smiled. "I'll just call my mother and tell herthat we have been delayed, and will arrive tomorrow late in the morning."When they checked into the hotel, Trevor noted that it was a good threehours until dinner time. They smiled at each other, undressed and jumpedinto the shower. They had incorrectly assumed that they would fuck eachother in bed, but playing in the shower proved to be too arousing. Usingsoap as a lubricant, they finally unloaded in each other's guts.Afterwards, they clung to each other, unwilling to let go. Their energieswere spent for the moment, so they climbed into bed and dozed for a coupleof hours.After dinner, they resumed making love. They started with a lusty game ofsixty-nine. After both had cum, they kissed each other, and mixed theirjism together in their dueling mouths. After a couple of hours, they werehard again and had no trouble fucking each other, this time usinglubricant. They made love most of the night, and did not fall asleep untilearly in the morning.While the two men were demonstrating their love for each other, JaninaSpenser was awakened from a fitful sleep. She thought she heard a strangesound, but she had been jumpy ever since her uncle's surprise visit, so shedismissed it as being just her nerves.As a result, she was nearly wide awake, when someone bounded through heropen bedroom door, and kızılay escort threw his body on top of her. His massive handsencircled her throat and began to choke her."You spawned a traitor," he yelled. "My brother is crying in Paradisebecause his grandson has spurned Allah. For this you will both die. I amdisappointed. I thought your faggot son would be here tonight. Nomatter. I'll handle you one at a t..."He never finished his sentence. Suddenly blood gushed from his mouth andhis neck, and his massive frame slumped on Janina's tiny body. She wasstill having trouble breathing, but she managed to push the body off her,and it rolled on the floor. She lay in bed sobbing and trying to catch herbreath for almost an hour. Finally, she calmed down enough to dial 911.Then she looked at her alarm clock with its luminous dial. It was fiveo'clock in the morning. She dialed Martin's cell phone, but unfortunatelyit was shut off and she didn't know where he was. She left him a message."A terrible tragedy has occurred," she said. "Call me as soon as you can."The paramedics treated her bruised neck, but she declined hospitalattention. After she was cared for and the body was removed, the policetook her statement."It was not I he was after," she explained. "I believe he was after myson, who was supposed to have come home last night, but will not be homeuntil sometime this morning. The dead man is my uncle. He surprised uswith a visit, just before my son was deployed to the Middle East. He triedto get my son to agree to spy for the so called Army of Allah. Naturallymy son refused. I have lived in fear ever since his visit, so I have sleptwith a steak knife under my pillow all these months. When he started tochoke me, I was able to reach under my pillow and thrust the knife into hisneck. From the amount of blood he spewed out, I think I hit his jugular.""Why do you think he was after your son?" the policeman asked."My son was on a secret mission for the army. I don't know what it was,and I think it was classified."The policeman was satisfied. "I'm going to leave a policewoman here withyou until your son arrives," he said. "Why don't you change the bed sheetsand try to get some rest. You're safe now."When Trevor and Martin woke up, the sun was high in the sky. It was 10:30AM. They showered together and played some more. They had until 1 PM tocheck out. By the time they were dressed and ready to vacate the room itwas nearly noon and they decided to have brunch before heading to Trevor'shome.At brunch, Trevor said. "I love you, Martin, but there is one thing thatreally troubles me. I didn't want to ask, but now I must. Why did youkill Ahmed?""Ah, sweet love, did I not tell you before this? Ahmed was a spy for theother side. I knew that because I knew everyone who was aiding them. Itwas a pleasure to kill him. He had provided them with so mamak escort much informationto help them murder innocent people, that he deserved to die."Trevor gripped Martin's hand. "I should have known that you wouldn't killan innocent man," he said.Finally, when Martin reached into his pocket to pay the brunch bill, heretrieved his cell phone and turned it on. He saw that he had missed acall and he listened to the message. As he did, he turned white and themen rushed home in a cab.They were greeted at the front door by a policewoman. "Thank God, you'rehere, Mr. Spenser," she said. "Your mother has been through quite adreadful experience. Her uncle tried to kill her, but that spunky lady gothim first.""Where is she?" Martin's voice quivered as he looked around."I sent for a doctor and she gave your mother a sedative. Thankfully,she's finally asleep.""Where's my uncle's body?""At the city morgue. I guess when they are through with him, he's allyours.""Yes, I'll claim the body and give him an Islamic burial. It's more thanhe deserves.""If you don't mind, I think I'll get back to the station now." She handedMartin a card. "If you need to go out of town, please call first. We mayneed to question you and your mother again." Her police car was in thedriveway, and she left abruptly.Martin looked around at his surroundings. He was home and he was happy butapprehensive. His uncle had friends, and they would want revenge. Hewasn't certain what to do. Just as a diversion he showed Trevor around hisnew home. Unfortunately, one of the first things they saw was the laundryroom off the kitchen. The blood stained bed linens were lying in thehamper. Martin did not care how costly the linens were. He picked themup, and stuffed them into the garbage can standing in the driveway just outside the mud room door. He didn't want his mother ever to see them again.When he was done disposing of the bloody sheets, Martin took Trevorupstairs. There were only two bedrooms in the house, but fortunately eachhad its own bath. They looked in on Janina. She was sleeping peacefully."She's as beautiful as I knew she would be," Trevor whispered in Martin'sear.They went into Martin's room, and dropped their two small carry on bags onthe floor. Trevor noted that the walk in closet was big enough for both ofthem, since neither had a lot of "stuff." In fact, Trevor had put all hisbelonging in three small cartons when they were in Atlanta, and he shippedthem to Martin's home in Chicago. They should be arriving any moment.There was only one standard size bed in the room. "What will your mothersay to this?" Trevor asked Martin pointing at the bed."It will be the moment of truth, sweetheart. I sure hope she accepts it,and likes you as much as I love you."They unpacked their small bags and put everything in a place. Then theywent downstairs to wait for Janina to awaken."I'll yenimahalle escort make us some coffee," Martin said. While the coffee was brewing, hetook some bread, butter and jam out of the refrigerator, and popped thebread into the toaster. They were enjoying their little repast when Janinaburst into the kitchen screaming with delight. She wrapped her arms aroundMartin and pulled his head down so that she could smother him with kisses.She finally let go and looked at Trevor. "You must be Trevor," she smiled."Martin has written so much about you, I feel like we are old friends."Trevor was surprised. He never saw Martin writing anything to anyone. Henever even saw him use a computer. He could only wonder when he did it.Did he awaken before Trevor, and send messages from his phone? It was theonly explanation."Sit down, Momma," Martin said softly. "I...we...have something to tellyou. Trevor is coming to live with us permanently. He's a reporter forCNN, and most likely will travel more than I would like. As for me, I havelanded a teaching position with The University of Chicago. I'll beteaching Arabic as well as Islamic Studies.""That's wonderful news." Janina was smiling broadly, and she went over toTrevor and kissed him on the cheek. "But we only have two bedrooms. Wherewill Trevor sleep, Martin?"Martin took a deep breath. "With me, Momma. We love each other and we arelife partners."Janina's face clouded over. "When my uncle tried to kill me, he called youa faggot, my son. I thought he was just trying to add to my misery, but Isee it is true.""Yes momma, it's true. If you only knew how much I love Trevor, you wouldunderstand."Janina took her son's hand. "This is what I understand. When I am gone,you will not be alone. You will have a companion who will love you, shareyour life with you, look after you when you are sick, and be your lifetimecrutch. For that I love Trevor already." Martin started to cry and Janinawrapped her arms around him once again."Now," she asked, "how long do we have to enjoy each other's company beforeyou both have to go back to work.""I start this coming Monday," Trevor said."And I start officially on the Tuesday after Labor Day in two weeks time,but I have to go in for orientation on the Thursday and Friday before LaborDay. That gives us both the time to buy two automobiles.""Martin, I rarely use my car. You might as well use it and then you onlyhave to buy one new one." She smiled at the two men. "I want to cook allyour favorite meals, but you'll have to tell me what your favorites are,Trevor.""Not tonight," Martin interrupted. "Tonight we are celebrating at a fivestar restaurant. Now go upstairs and put on your best outfit, Momma.Trevor, our field jackets will have to be acceptable by the restaurant.We'll both need to shop for some clothes for work and for five starrestaurants."They all had a good laugh, and proceeded to get ready for an evening on thetown. They might not have been so happy if they had seen the small blackcar parked discreetly up the street. Two men, sitting inside the car, wereobserving everything going on in the house, and everyone coming and goingin and out of the house.To be continued...