CHAPTER ELEVEN
“HAVE NO FEAR,” SAID Carlotta, standing smiling down at me-idly scratching her naked breast. “Have no fear that we intend to harm you personally. It's simply that Cantwell insists that all his employees pass a simple test.”
I stared at her. At her magnificent nude body, at the cold smile on her lips. “What kind of test?” I asked.
“Simply that all of his staff employees must prove themselves capable of joining in his crusade.”
“Cru-” I gasped, “-sade?”
“Right. His crusade, of course, is filming human slaughter for the ultimate benefit of mankind. Naturally he doesn't want any bleeding hearts or weak sisters in his ranks. So you must prove your good faith. By disposing of a human being.”
“Me?” I gasped, knowing that as a vacationing SADISTO agent I had no license to kill
