My Brother's Best friend

Matthew

PLEASE NOTE: This story contains Adult content. Story contains Violence, abuse, r**e & s*x scenes. It may offend some people. Recommended for Adult 18+ Readers Only.

Matthew had booked a room at a small motel In Bellamak. He had purchased a cheap vehicle in Queensland & driven the almost 2000 kilometer trip up towards Darwin, where he intended to get a flight out of the country to Indonesia.

He was paranoid & restless. He got the key to his room, went in & drew the curtains closed.Then he decided to have a hot shower & order room service. He hadn't showered since he had left Western Australia. He had somehow made it through the border between W.A & South Australia, but it had been a close call. Bloody border patrol, snooping about the van, thankfully didn't notice the false floor.

Once inside the S.A. border, he continued to drive on to Adelaide City, not stopping other than to eat or take a piss. He located the old warehouse in Handorf where he was required to make the drop off & exchange of Heroin for cash. Matthew was met by a group of men pointing AK-22 rifles in his face.This was normal. He stepped slowly out of the van.

"Mr Vangotti, how are you today sir?" He addressed a tall man with grey hair & scar under his left eye, waiting in a grey suit. Vangotti was in his seventy's & a part of the Mafia. He was a greedy, a rather difficult person to deal with.

"I have been better." Vangotti replied. "Why you keep me waiting for so long uh?"

"Sorry sir, Border Patrol kept me waiting."

Vangotti shrugged. He nodded to his group of rifle carrying thugs & two of them wandered to the back of the van & opened the doors. After a moment or two one re-emerged with a small package in his hand. "Hey Boss, it's in here. There are 10 packages."

Vangotti suddenly glares at Matthew, "Only ten? There is supposed to be 15! Where the f**k are the other five then uh?"

One of Vangotti's heavies butts Matthew in the back of the head with his rifle barrel.

"Look, don't shoot the messenger hey?" Matthew replies "I just deliver what I am told to. I don't pack it, I don't weigh it & I don't load it."

"You f*****g took some uh! You greedy f*****g Australian fucker. I should blow your f*****g head off." Vangotti yells.

Fucking Italians, always f*****g shouting, Matthew gives an internal eye-roll. "I haven't opened the compartment, I haven't touched or taken any of your packages. How about you weigh it first."

"Fifteen. FIFTEEN f*****g PACKAGES!" He yells straight into Matthew's face. "We agreed on fifteen f*****g packages with your boss uh?! Maybe I need to return you in a bag to him uh? "

His goons all laughed.

Matthew stood there, unperturbed by the yelling or threats, it was typical. "Would you like me to call him, or shall you?"

Vangotti glared at him. He produced his phone from his inside jacket pocket & dialled the number. He argued in Italian at the person on the other end for five minutes, then hangs up. "Give him Five Fifty."

The goons opened a suitcase sitting on a small fold out table. One of them removes five bundles of hundred dollar bills, then hands the suitcase over to Matthew. "You can do the explaining to your boss why there is only Five Fifty & not eight hundred." He grinned. Then he turned & walked away.

Matthew got back into the van & drove away from the warehouse & Vangotti's goons, glad to be out of there.

"For f**k sake," he mutters to himself. "I am f*****g sick of his shit."

Matthew had been wanting out of all this for years. Jake got him involved in drug smuggling years back when he was in need of money to pay out his debts. He thought it would be any easy make & break. Jake didn't advise once you are in, you're in for life. Or death. Whichever comes first. He had put through his mind for months trying to find a way out of the situation. "Now is my make or break."

He decided that moment to keep driving. Drive across to Queensland, switch cars, get up to Darwin & jump ship from the country.

He had been driving virtually nonstop all week. Only stopping at roadhouses for food or toilet breaks & sleeping in the car. Now he was finally near Darwin & needed a decent rest before he flew out in the morning.

He got out the shower & order room service, then sat down & turned on his phone. He kept it switched off throughout the journey for two reasons. His Boss constantly calling & tracking.

Now he switched it back on to check calls & messages from friends & family. He phone beeped like crazy with piles of missed calls & messages from Jake & his boss. He hit the delete button.

A message from his mother asking how he was doing.

He went to bag he had tossed on the end of the bed when he had first walked in & produced a box containing a brand new phone. He removed it from the box & set up activating the new sim card & downloading numbers to the new phone.

Then he replied to his mother - Hey Mum, Sorry I haven't replied to you or to make you worry. I am fine, My phone got damaged, so I got a new one today. New phone number as well. Love you. Say hi to Dad. Matty xxx

Then he sent a text to his sister Claire, just to let her know he had changed his number. - Hey Sis! How you doing? I hope you had a great Birthday, Happy 18th, Sorry I couldn't be there to celebrate with you. Hey, I broke my phone, had to get a new one. Got a new number too.

Love ya, Matty

A knock came at the door & Matthew jumped up from the bed & peeked out the window. It was just room service. He opened the door took the food & thanked the deliverer. Shutting the door behind him, he went back & sat on the bed & flicked on the TV with the remote.He was unpacking the food when his phone beeped. There was a text from Claire.

It was a short video clip of a girl with a black bag on her head, standing on a small wooden stool. She was completely naked & had a collar around her neck. She was being suspended from a chain from the ceiling. There were five men standing around her with their d***s out all wanking off. The girl had huge red welts on her backside & breasts & there were body fluids down her legs & over the floor. The men were all wearing masks, but Matthew recognised them immediately. One masked figure walked up behind the girl & removed the black bag covering her face.

Claire's face stared back at him with mascara stained cheeks. A few moments later the man kicks the stool out from under Claire's feet & she is left swinging & hanging from her neck until she passed out. The man remained standing behind her grinning.

"Claire!" He stood up from the bed, panic across his face.

Then the phone beeped again & another message appeared.

Well hello there Matty. Thank you for finally getting in touch. I hope you are on your way back & taking care of our money, but you hadn't been responding to our texts or calls.... I wonder why? Thought I would send you a little incentive for why you should return. She is such a good f**k. Nice & tight. The boys have been having a great time having fun with her too. You owe us our five hundred & fifty grand Matty. This little b***h here has been paying back your debts for you in other ways. The boss reckons he can make a pretty penny out of her from porn movies to pay off what you owe. You have a week to get your ass back here with the cash or your baby Sis will be traded into the s*x trafficking industry. I will be sending you update videos for each day you keep us waiting. The clock's ticking Matty.