Princess Karma

 

By Eric Vance

 

And the Island of Fate

 

 

This story is fictional. Any similarity to persons living or dead is strictly a coincidence and is not intended

 

 

 Her code name is Princess Karma. The greatest secret agent in the free world. She is an attractive, young woman in her late 20s with long, light brown hair. She is slightly athletic and petite, but make no mistake, she is very dangerous to her enemies and the enemies of the free world.

She sat in General Offutt’s office across from his desk and listened as he discussed her newest assignment. She was dressed in a nice, long sleeve black blazer, with a white short sleeve blouse underneath. She wore a short skirt that matched her black blazer and sat with her legs crossed as she listed carefully to General Offutt. He was an older man in his early 60s, kind of chubby with a full head of wavy, gray hair and an angry look that never seemed to go away. His office was large with nice, expensive furniture but no windows as they were in a sub-basement level of the intelligence center at Andrews Air Force Base. 

 

“I am pleased with your performance in Morocco last week. Abdul Ahmeed will no longer be a threat to the region. You got in and out of there in less time than we expected,” the general praised her as he leaned back in his chair.

 

She smirked. “It was a pleasure killing that prick!”

 

The general nodded. “We have a global emergency at hand. I have just received word from our friends at M-I 6 in London, that one of their defense sattelites went off line temporarily for about seven minutes.” He sighed. “It came back on line, only seconds after they received a signal over front frequency used to transmit messages to domestic agents in peacetime.”

 

“Oh?” she remarked as she looked at him curiously.

 

“The message said…ha ha ha. You lost it for a moment. That is just a tiny sample of what WE can do. Unless you pay 25 billion pounds in gold bullion, dropping it off in the Kalahari desert exactly 700 miles north of Johanesburg, near the Hoshko canyon, in exactly 3 weeks, we will take over your entire orbital network and sell the controls to the highest bidders. Tell the Americans we will do the same with theirs.”

 

“How long ago did this happen?” she asked as she uncrossed her legs, slightly opening them for him to get a slight peek.

 

He looked at her and was tempted to keep looking in that mysterious region between her legs but he then went back to looking her in the eyes. “This was 9 days ago.”

 

She nodded, “Of course they have not paid these extortionists.”

 

“You know our policies about negotiating with terrorists. The British government maintains the same stance on that. Therefore, our only alternative, is to find these hackers, and shut down their network before we lose total control of our greatest defense assets in the west.”

 

“Do you have any leads?”

 

The general sighed. “Their computer specialists traced an IP address somewhere in Cozumel. Of course, that may just be where they were operating from at the time. However….there is a 92 acre island southwest of there, at about 112 miles. It was recently purchased by a tycoon that owns the software firm…Titan Tech.”

 

“I know about Titan Tech. They have offices in Los Angeles, Paris, Seol, Hong Kong and Karachi. However, their main headquarters IS in Karachi.”

 

“Yes, but as you also know, their CEO was born HERE in the states. Their tech support and corporate offices are in Karachi.”

 

She thought for a moment. “Titan Tech provides defense software for the U.S., Canada and Great Britain.” She shrugged. “Not so much targeting systems, but communications and information software. Normal military applications.”

 

“Did you also know that they provide guidance software for NASA and the European Space agency, as well as that for privately owned aerospace companies?”

 

She sighed. “I think I read something about that.” She thought for a moment as he eyes shifted to the left. “I could always parachute into that island….what is it called?”

 

“The old native term for it was Hogsbott. However, all of the tribal residents on the island either died off in 1939, or they were taken off by the French government and relocated to Martinique.”

 

“Why did they die? Was it an epidemic?”

 

The general nodded. “Mysteriously enough….yes. It is believed that their food supply became poisoned. Six years later, a Venezuelan millionaire acquired the Island for his personal retreat. Of course….he passed away 32 years ago. The island technically went back to the French, though they established no colony there. They recently sold the island to Joshua Kildare for $27 million U.S. dollars.”

 

She nodded and started to think. “Do you want me to go there and investigate?”

 

The general shook his head in disagreement. “Not yet. I want you to go to Cozumel. Your contact there is Antonio Beltran.”

 

She chuckled. “I know Antonio. It will be a pleasure to work with him again.” She thought for a moment. “Does Titan Tech have any subsidiaries in Cozumel?”

 

“No…although….the senior vice president of Titan, Whitney Dole….recently sold her vacation estate…in Cozumel.”

 

“Interesting! Where did she go?”

 

“We’re not sure. Sources tell us, possibly to Colombia…but we do not have the information from the Mexican government yet.” He looked at her for a moment as his eyes shifted towards her crotch since her legs were opened. “I have you booked on the 9am flight tomorrow morning. Try and get some rest. Oh and uh….go a little easier on the expense account. The uh…auditors are giving me hell.”

 

“Awe shit! Fine, I will eat burritos when I get there, then when I go undercover I’ll FART and give my position away,” she said sarcastically (or was it sarcastic?) Honestly though, she always was kind of gassy.

 

“You know what I mean. Something nice, but not too nice for the motel and you don’t need a luxury car or sports car from the rental agencies.”

 

She nodded. “Alright sir.” She smiled at him, knowing full well that he was looking at that fascinating world between her legs and that he had even gotten a nice glimpse of her panties. Fraternization with the top brass was a big no no in the service, but she allowed him to look (and even touch when she was in the mood). She left his office and headed home to pack and get some rest.

 

Chapter 2

 

 

Karma arrived at the airport in Cozumel. It was a busy terminal with dozens of commuters, passengers and tourists mostly. Cozumel was a great vacation spot, though she was not there for pleasure. This was business. The world depended on her. She carried a small suitcase with her and a briefcase as well as she walked towards the exits, looking for Antonio. She heard a voice behind her. “Karma.”

 

Karma casually turned and looked to see an attractive, hispanic man with a mustache who was in his early 40s. She smiled at him. “Antonio, thanks for meeting me.”

 

“My car is outside. Were you going to rent one?”

 

“Uh, possibly. Do you have some places in mind where we should go?”

 

“Yes, I will take you to the sunrise house.”

 

“The sunrise house?” she asked curiously as her eyes scoped out their surroundings. It was a habit that she was in.

 

“I will explain in the car. Tonight we are going to the Pirate Club where you will meet contacts from your navy.”

 

She nodded at him and smiled.

 

Antonio drove her around town in his car. It was actually a well cared for, used car (a 2012 Ford Focus). They went through a business and cultural district with a lot of nice shops with several tourists walking around.

She looked out the window and smiled as he drove. “I should really try to come back here when I have some vacation time.”

 

“Yes, I can take you out and buy you some drinks…take you back to my place and then we can take off our…”

 

“Antonio!” she said as she looked at him with a serious facial expression.

 

He briefly looked over at her while driving, then he started to giggle.

 

She smiled and shook her head as she started to giggle too. She knew that he was joking and she didn’t mind too much. Actually, she was not offended by his suggestion, but she didn’t want to take a chance at getting sidetracked. She was there on top secret business for the sake of global security. This wasn’t a laughing matter.

 

They pulled up to what at first looked like an old, Spanish colonial Hacienda. As they got closer to it though, she noticed that it had a noticeable contemporary, modern touch to its design. It was like a small mansion, right on the beach with palm trees. She wondered why in the world anyone would want to leave that place. From the outside of the small mansion, she figured that it must have had at least 5 bedrooms and three full baths. It looked like the kind of place that any millionaire would love to call home. They both got out of the car and looked at the house. Briefly she turned and looked at the beach. Waves were rolling in and she even saw a few sailboats in the distance. She couldn’t imagine wanting to leave someplace like that. She looked back at Antonio who was just staring at the house. “What can you tell me about Whitney Dole?”

 

“Well, she’s a fucking bitch.”

 

She laughed. “I mean…how much time did she spend here?”

 

“In the seven months that she owned this house, she only spent six days here for vacation. Then she came back about five months later, but only for four days during the time that the movers were here, removing the furniture and stuff.”

 

Karma looked at him curiously for a moment. “Are you trying to tell me that she owned this house for less than a year?!”

“Yes.”

 

Karma thought for a moment. “As the senior vice president for a multi billion dollar industry like that, she should have at least made a high six figure income, if not higher.”

 

“Her net worth was $3.7 million U.S. dollars,” Antonio informed her.

 

Karma looked at the house again for a moment. “And she couldn’t afford to keep this place, based on the real estate prices here, which are much cheaper than in the states?” Karma looked at Antonio briefly and then looked back at the house. “I wonder why she gave this place up.”

 

“Maybe she found someplace better?”

 

“Or maybe….maybe this house was a front for something else.”

 

Antonio looked at her for a moment and then nodded in agreement. She remembered that the IP address traced by M-I 6 originated in Cozumel. If all of that had taken a few years to plan, and she had no doubts that it did, then it would have been easy for them to operate from there while they took temporary control over the defense satellites. She was starting to suspect a connection. She looked over to her left and saw something that caught her eye. There was a large satellite dish near the house. It was much bigger than the more modern dishes for subscription TV services. It looked more like an old, 1980s dish that some people had in their back yards (which was a bit before her time). She knew that even in Cozumel, that they didn’t need a dish that size if they wanted satellite TV service. She went and looked at it. It was obvious to her that the house was not that old. She looked at the dish and was somewhat familiar with the old subscription TV satellite dishes. In this day and age that was very unnecessary if they wanted to get TV channels from Mexico City, New York or London. It looked like an old dish but as she knelt down and inspected it, it looked as though someone had made some modifications to it and then recently tore them out. Maybe it was nothing, but now she started to believe that there was a connection between Titan Tech, and what happened to that unmanned defense probe that was in orbit. Now, she really wanted to visit that island.

 

That night, Antonio took her to the Pirate Club seaside bar. Torches burned outside and a caribbean style band played instrumental music inside as people danced and drank in the club. They went inside. Karma wore a nice, red, sleeveless dinner dress while Antonio just wore a nice suit and tie. A man wearing a nice, black dressy casual outfit waved to them from a table. Karma squinted when she saw him, recognizing his face. It was Lieutenant Commander Greg Voss (from U.S. naval intelligence). She knew him fairly well and had worked with him before. They both went to his table.

 

“Good to see you again, Princess Karma.”

 

“Good to see you too.” She briefly looked at Antonio. “You know Antonio Beltran?”

 

“Yes, sit down. I will order us some drinks.” He waved to a waiter who was dressed like a pirate. The waiter came over and he spoke to him in Spanish. He ordered drinks for the both of them. The waiter left and he looked back at his friends. ‘I suggest that we have dinner here too. The food is actually quite tasty.”

 

“Do they serve burritos?” asked Karma.

 

He laughed. “I don’t know, why?”

 

She giggled. “Just a joke I made with general Offutt in his office.”

 

He laughed. “How is the old fart?”

 

She started laughing hysterically and Antonio looked at her in disbelief. Within minutes the waiter brought their pina coladas over and then took their orders for dinner. They each ordered a Mexican seafood dish with rice, beans and flour tortillas.

 

“I can get you to the island, Karma. Getting you off the island….that is YOUR responsibility,” Greg explained to her. He laughed. “This is ASSUMING that they are guilty of what we suspect.”

 

“Oh…I believe that they are,” Karma stated before taking a sip of her drink.

 

“How do you know?”

 

“Call it a hunch.”

 

He nodded. “I take it, you want to go in alone.”

 

“You know that I do. Tell me….what did you spot there on the surveillance satellite images of that island?”

 

He shrugged. “A big mansion….more like a palace, a few smaller houses, a boat house, helicopter landing pad and a few satellite dishes.”

 

She looked at him curiously for a moment. “How big were the dishes?”

 

He thought briefly before responding. “Well, bigger than what I have at my house in Oregon…for getting cable channels.”

 

“An unusually big dish just for subscription TV services…in this day and age?”

 

Greg nodded. “Yeah.”

 

She smiled and took a drink. This was already starting to make sense to her. She couldn’t wait to get over there and find out just what they were up to on that small island. They ate a very nice meal, listened to the music and talked. Greg had informed them that they had a boat waiting to get her close to the island. Officially, the U.S. Navy did not have permission to operate in Mexican waters at this time, so this was all strictly unofficial. However, Karma did have permission to be there, to meet with Antonio who was a field assistant for Mexican intelligence. They were having to scrape up whoever they could and whatever they could to get her to that island to investigate and possibly even dismantle whatever they had created.

 

Chapter 3

 

Later that night, they went out on what looked like a privately owned, luxury, cabin cruiser yacht. It was completely dark outside. Greg stood on the bridge of the ship next to a young, Mexican navigator who is in his early 30s. A U.S. navy lieutenant was also there, assisting Greg and doing computer work on the bridge. He was a relatively young man in his mid 20s, who was actually in a U.S. navy uniform. THe bridge of the yacht was not too modern with buttons and switches. However, there was a fairly modern computer station there where the lieutenant worked.
Karma stood out on the deck and looked out into the darkness. There were no other boats in the area and they saw no lights from cities on any of the islands as they were at least 12 miles away from the nearest island. Standing next to her on the deck was a U.S. navy chief petty officer in his late 30s. He was lightly armed with a pistol in a holster on his side. He had also been sent to assist Greg and his team. Antonio was also standing on the deck with them, as an advisor and to help out. Karma was kind of irritable at the time. Greg didn’t know if it was because of the waves, or if something was troubling her.

 

Greg came out onto the deck. “We should be getting within a quarter mile of the shoreline pretty soon. You may want to suit up now.”

 

Karma looked at him with a blank facial expression and nodded. Normally, she loved diving and swimming. There was something about this mission though. She felt that it would be like no other. There was always a chance that she would be killed. That was just part of the business that she was in. She had killed before and figured that it was possible that someday SHE would be killed. It would either happen on a mission, or if some old enemy bumped into her someday in her leisure time. There was also a chance at getting captured or even tortured. She’d been held prisoner before and she had even tortured some. Her female charm didn’t always save her. There were evil women and even men that were immune to it. What troubled her worse than anything though was the thought of failure. She was damned good at what she did, but she was still a human being. That meant that she was by no means perfect. Sometimes she did little human things just to remind herself, and others, that she was still human and not perfect by any means. The mission always came first, then her safety and maybe….a little happiness if she was lucky. Sure, she’d had lots of romantic encounters as a sexy female spy, but a lasting love life seemed out of the question for her, at least now anyway. She was married to her job and to the people of the free world which she had vowed to protect, even if it meant sacrificing her life.
She went down below deck with Greg and Antonio. There was a sleeping quarters down there for the crew with a few bunks. There were provisions stored down there (MREs, canned water, medicines and even weapons). There were also tools down there and equipment that was essential for successful missions.
Without hesitation, Karma started to undress in front of them. She was not shy at all. This wasn’t a strip show. She had to get into her diving gear. First she took off her shoes and socks, then she pulled her pants down and eventually she was naked. She slipped into a maroon colored diving suit that looked a lot like a swimsuit with long sleeves or gymnasts leotards. It was rather sexy. She didn’t mind at all though. That could be a good distraction against any opposing forces she may face. Next, she put on some strange, tight leather boots. Greg attached swimfins to the bottom of the boots. Next they got an oxygen tank for her, a mask and even a speargun. Most of the equipment that they were using was on loan from Mexican navy. It was adaquate and decent quality for what she needed to do. They helped her get her oxygen tank strapped onto her back.
Greg carried a diver scooter up to the deck for her. She went up with Antonio to the bridge. He talked to his navigator in Spanish. The navigator answered in Spanish and pointed to the south saying, “We are within half a mile of the island.”

 

Karma was fluent in Spanish, French, Arabic and was almost fluent in Russian, which she was still learning. She looked and could see some dim lights ahead, almost like a small port area. The lights were coming from buildings and light posts onshore somewhere.

 

“Do you think that they will take some evasive action against us, being this close to the shore?”

 

Antonio looked at her and shook his head. “According to Greg, they have no military assets there other than small arms, if that. We are safe by at least a half mile.”

 

Greg came onto the deck. “I say wait till first light. Our night vision equipment on this yacht is very limited.”

 

Karma sighed and nodded, eager to get off that boat and get with the action. The navy CPO walked up to her with a small handgun in a holster attached to a gear belt. It was a Ruger LC-9 with a green laser sight on it. It was fully loaded with one magazine (8 shots). By today’s standards, that didn’t seem like very much, but it was light weight and she was used to completing missions with that small amount of ammo. IF she found that she needed more firepower during a mission, she would simply grab a dead guard’s weapon and use that. Karma was trained in the use of dozens of different types of weapons for that very purpose. She always tried to travel light weight so she could move fast and get in and out of small spaces very easily. The belt he gave her also had a compact survival knife, a silencer for the gun and another pouch which contained a time bomb. It wasn’t a very powerful bomb, but powerful enough to destroy whatever machinery they had there. She smiled at the chief and took the gear belt from him. Antonio helped her strap it on, under the oxygen tank on her back. She was used to carrying out missions with less gear than that. She waited for about 20 minutes until the black horizon to the east suddenly became bright pink, with the rising of the sun. She wished that she could have carried out the mission using the darkness to her advantage, however considering the resources that they had on that yacht, there was no other way. She’d gone on missions that were more difficult than that one though during the day. For all she knew, Joshua Kildare was completely legitimate, in which case, she could quietly leave the island. Hopefully without having to kill or be captured and explain what it was that she was doing there. She had no ID on her, so she couldn’t tell him that she was with U.S. intelligence, whom he did some business with. She went out onto the deck with Greg and Antonio as the orange sun started to shine in the east. There was now plenty of light. She put her goggles on over her eyes and climbed down into the deep water. Antonio and Greg lifted and tossed the diver scooter overboard where she could get to it under water.
The area that she was in was about 30 feet deep. She saw several schools of fish and even a few sharks but she paid no attention to them. She had her speargun with her. Karma grabbed the controls of the scooter, started up the motor and held on as it propelled her to the North shore of the island. She actually loved diving. She thought that the world under the sea was actually more beautiful than the world on shore. Greg threw another device overboard. It looked like a smaller version of the sea scooter that Karma was using to travel faster underwater. It was actually an underwater drone, so that they could monitor her on camera from inside of the boat. Of course, Greg omitted to tell her about that contraption. The device homed in on the signal from her scooter and followed her at a high speed, almost as fast as the scooter that she was using. She slowed down some as she came to a reef and slowed down some. This gave the drone time to catch up with her. It slowed down when it was within 12 feet of her. Greg went inside with Antonio and stood behind the lieutenant as he watched her on his video monitor, holding onto the scooter that was taking her closer to the shore. The resolution on the video monitor was perfect. She was now at a depth of 22 feet.

Karma continued to hold onto the scooter figuring that since there were no other divers around, that she could privately expel some bubbles from her butt. She did. She farted under water and six or seven bubbles emitted from her ass. She figured no one would ever know and if they did, well…she wasn’t too shy about farting if she really had to.

The lieutenant saw it and started laughing hysterically. “Did you see that?! She just cut one under water!”

 

Antonio’s jaw dropped as he watched.

 

“Lieutenant Proctor, we don’t talk about things like that. She probably had to and don’t you DARE say anything to anyone about it!” Greg said in a stern tone.

 

The lieutenant sighed. “Yes sir.”

 

Karma continued to get closer to the shore. The water was only ten feet deep now. She let go of the scooter and let it fall to the ocean floor as she swam the rest of the way. The drone followed her for another 20 yards or so before it died and fell to the ocean floor. They ditched tens of thousands of dollars every year on equipment that they had no intention of ever retrieving, just to complete these missions. 
Karma continued to swim. By now, the water was only about five feet deep. She was getting caught up in the waves that pulled her closer to the shore. By now, the morning sun was really providing a lot of light, which wasn’t a necessarily a good thing for her. Fortunately, she was heading towards a tropical, wooded area of the island, away from the structures to the east. Raising her head from the water, she knew that she could conceal herself in the trees until she could find out what they were up to there. She took her goggles off and tossed them away, off into the water as she got closer to the shore. She did the same with her oxygen tank while the water was still deep enough to conceal it (about 30 inches deep). It was too heavy really to wash ashore from there. For now, she kept the speargun though. Within 20 seconds, she was on the beach. She quickly made her way to the woods, throwing the swimfins off into the water. She looked around at all the tropical plants and trees. Now, she was wearing that sexy outfit and her gearbelt. She quietly made her way through the woods to find a good observation area. After a few minutes, she saw the large mansion that was occupied by Joshua Kildare. It looked similar to the house that she and Antonio had checked out, only it was considerably bigger. Joshua after all was worth about 3 billion U.S. dollars and could afford all of the best stuff. One thing that she noticed right way though, was two sentries walking around on the property with sub machine guns (AK 47s). Now, had they been lightly armed with pistols in a holster, she wouldn’t have thought anything of that. She understood that owners of a private island wanted to have some security personnel to protect them. However, these two guys were in full combat gear from what she could see. They had spare magazines for their weapons, knives and even grenades. Now why would he require THAT much security for a private estate like that when he really wasn’t that far away from civilization? She started to wonder if maybe Greg was incorrect about what security assets they had on that island. For all she knew, they had rocket launchers and maybe even some kinds of surplus missiles from some third world country. It was no threat to the U.S. or any of its allies from way out there, but it could make her job more difficult.

 

 

Chapter 4

 

  

Joshua Kildare was a fairly attractive man in his early 50s with blond hair and who wore the best tailor made suits from Hong Kong. He sat at his antique desk in his private study inside of the mansion with a glass patio door that looked out over the garden area with the island woods in the distance. His office was decorated with antique guns (mostly revolvers from the 19th century) and oil paintings from famous artists that cost six figures or more. His laptop was opened on his desk. He spoke with his senior vice president, Whitney Dole. She was a fairly attractive woman in her mid 40s with long, black hair. She was wearing professional attire too (a nice blouse and slacks). Also present, was his chief computer hacker (Keith Schmit). He was a geeky looking guy with glasses who was in his early 30s. He was a wizard at cracking codes and bypassing blocks on computer sights. He considered himself a cyber warrior who had a high six figure income.

 

“You know they will consider us terrorists and on that merit alone, they will REFUSE to pay our price,” Whitney informed him.

 

Joshua laughed. “Yes I know. This isn’t about getting money for backing down as I have already told you. I fully intend to follow through with the threat regardless as it whether or not they pay.”

 

“Why?” asked Keith.

 

“Because, when the superpowers in the west fall, they will be at the mercy of the powers of the eats, whom we sell their power to. Yet WE will enjoy an exemption status. Belize, Guatemala, Honduras, El Salvador and Trinidad will be permitted to maintain their sovereignty. They are not super powers and NO threat to any of the eastern powers.”

 

“What does that have to do with US?” Keith asked.

 

Joshua sighed and looked at him. “Keith….you are a genius when it comes to computers and science, but you have NO common sense…do you know that?”

 

Keith looked at him curiously for a moment.

 

“Once the east takes over the majority of the west, WE will still maintain our wealth AND our best customers.”

 

“How do you KNOW they won’t eventually set their sights on these places if they want global domination?” Whitney asked as she crossed her arms.

 

“Because….they need us. I have an understanding with them. As long as I am happy…my company keeps them supplied and enjoys a monopoly on the tech industry of the entire world. When they redistribute wealth and eliminate private enterprise, WE will not have to reduce our standards of luxury and living.” Whether or not he was right, they didn’t know, but HE believed that he was and that was all of the incentive that he needed to follow through with his threat. He had already proven that he could do it. “We can still go to the countries that I have mentioned, for services that we cannot get at this island community. They know that those countries really don’t matter in the whole scheme of things.”

 

“I hope you’re right, Joshua,” Whitney stated, showing signs of concern.

 

“I know that they are not going to pay the ransom. We follow through with our threat to take over all of the defense satellites. We shut them down until buyers, like Russia, China, North Korea and Iran pay our fee.”

Whitney and Keith looked at each other.

 

“Now, just go back to your normal duties….and let me worry about the dynamics of this plan,”  he told them with a cocky smile.

 

They both left the room, hoping that he knew what he was doing. Most countries wanted the U.S. out of the way. They also wanted the British and the French to fail too. In all honesty, he knew that they would be happy with all of the major, western superpowers brought to their knees. He also had friends in the governments in the countries that he’d mentioned, who would enjoy an exemption status in those cases. That was why some of them were so willing to work with him on whatever he wanted. He was a rich, famous, powerful and influential person.

 

Karma was sneaking around the in the woods, looking at the main house from another angle. She saw a sentry on the roof of the house with an M4 assault rifle. Most of the guards  there appeared to be Latin Americans who no doubt came from very poor backgrounds. Since Joshua had more than enough money to buy loyalist, she figured that they would do just about anything for him. As of right now though, she still wasn’t sure whether or not he was responsible for what had happened to that British defense satellite. She was paying very close attention to her surroundings. So far, she had counted about five different guards that were patrolling the property that morning. She figured that she would have to capture one of them and extract some information from him. She had no intention of injuring or killing anyone unless what she suspected was true. She just wanted to know what the hell they were doing out there. She also assumed that it was possible that the guards were just there to protect the place and probably knew nothing about what he was actually doing to the defense systems of the west.
Karma snuck back into the woods with her spear gun. She purposely left it in some bushes and then pulled out her pistol. She attached the silencer and then watched the property. Whitney came outside with Keith to smoke a cigarette (she smoked he didn’t). They were near an area with some lawn furniture, but they did not sit down. Whitney lit up a cigarette. Karma tried to listen to what they were saying.

 

“Do you think that Mr. Kildare knows what he is doing?”

 

Whitney took a drag off of her smoke first before answering. “Honestly, yes I do. Joshua is smart and he is probably right. The powers of the east will be so grateful when he turns over the control of the defense satellites to which ever eastern power bids the highest.”

 

Karma squinted at her as she continued to listen.

 

“I mean…I just don’t know.”

 

“Keith, you have a nice ass house on the beach, in Belize. You have your own made and your own butler now. I just got a house there not 2 miles from you. Do you really want the world leaders to come together and tell us what we can and cannot own in the name of FAIRNESS?! Think about it! Everything we have worked so hard for…all in the name of fairness. You can go back to Delaware and wait until someone says that you make too much money and have too much stuff and you have to live like all of the commoners, or you can play ball with Joshua.” She laughed. “Yeah, I am nervous too but the leaders of the world are stupid. The east wants to take over EVERYTHING, but we know that they can be appeased. The west on the other hand, is infested by greedy, stupid leaders who are paving the way for the east to take over everything! We’re simply protecting ourselves and it is within our power to do so!”

 

Keith looked at her for a moment and nodded. “I guess you’re right.” He slowly went back inside of the house. Whitney finished her cigarette while Karma glared at her in anger. She then heard someone coming up behind her in the woods. It was one of the guards and he had a pistol in his hand. Her eyes got wide with fear as she saw him. He saw her and right away, he knew that she did not belong there. He pointed his weapon at her. She shot him first though. Her weapon was virtually silent, but he screamed as the bullet pierced his chest. This got Whitney’s attention. Not knowing whether or not there were more guards in the woods, Karma darted towards the house with her pistol. Whitney watched her with wide eyes and fear as she ran towards the back part of the house. Whitney threw her smoke away and then hastily went inside to go and arm herself. Two guards ran up to where she was with their assault rifles. One more guard ran out of the house with a pistol. They started talking to each other in Spanish. Whitney came out with a large man who was dressed in camouflage clothing. He was carrying a Steyr Aug sub machgine gun and he looked like some kind of American mercenary. He was tall, muscular and in his mid 40s. He was ex-military from the United States.

 

“What’s going on?” he asked.

 

They answered him in Spanish. Then Whitney pointed to the woods. “I heard a scream out there and some woman came out of the woods. She ran that way and it looked like she was armed too.

 

The mercenary looked at the guard with the pistol. “Come with me.” They walked over to where she had heard the scream and saw the body of one of their men. He hollered back to the two guards that stood with Whitney. “You two, go and find her and bring her to ME!” he yelled in an authoritative type of voice. The two guards with assault rifles ran and searched the property.

 

Karma ran towards an SUV  that was parked fairly close to the house. It had green rotator lights on the top of it (like security or police lights). She hid behind it briefly and then looked to her left. That was when she saw the two satellite dishes right next to each other. She smiled and made her way over to them. The two guards saw her. One of them opened fire on her, discharging a short burst of bullets at her. She ran behind the dish and rapidly fired two shots from her pistol, killing him. His friend fired a long burst of bullets at her but missed as she ducked for cover behind the pole that held up the first dish. She fired back at him but he ran for cover behind a large, stone potted plant. He fired another short burst at her. The guard on the roof of the house also fired another short burst of bullets at her, missing and hitting the ground near her. She reached in her pouch and pulled out the small time bomb, attaching it to dish number one. It was magnetic so it stuck right to it. That was when she heard the unmistakable sound from someone pumping a shell into the chamber of a shotgun and it was coming from the bushes behind her. Her eyes got wide with fear for a moment, slowly she turned her head and looked. She saw one guard with a pump shotgun pointing his weapon at her. She also saw the mercenary with his weapon and the guard with the pistol too. Now she knew that she had been caught. She tossed her gun away and put her hands in the air. She knew that she had been captured, but as far as she was concerned, the mission was not over, yet.

 

 

 

Chapter 5

 

The guards walked Karma into the house at gunpoint. They were certainly aroused by the outfit that she was wearing, but that did not stop them from taking her into custody. She was more angry than she was afraid of what they would do to her. She knew though that giving up was not an option. She’d been in messes like that before. She’d been in WORSE messes than that before. Survival was not necessarily her plan though. Successfully completing the mission WAS. As far as the bomb that she had placed on the dish, she knew that she would have to find some other way to destroy it. They saw her plant the bomb and they removed it before they disarmed and dismantled it. Karma did not look at this as a failure. It was simply a setback and she had dealt with those before. The mission was not over yet for her. They took her into Mr. Kildare’s office. He sat at his desk, while Whitney stood next to him and looked at her with disbelief.

 

“Here she is, sir. She killed two of our guards and attempted to blow up dish number one,” explained the mercenary (Captain Dugan).

 

Joshua looked at her curiously for a moment. “I guess we got our answer. British or American?” he asked her.

 

“You figure it out, Mr. Kildare. You’re plan is going to fail…today!”

 

Joshua and Whitney laughed at her.

 

“I must say…you are a little overdressed for the occasion, aren’t you?” Joshua asked. Even he was aroused by her sexy outfit.

 

She smiled at him. “You like? Good distraction huh?”

 

“But not good enough. You know, this little intrusion has only encouraged me to go forward with this plan.”

 

Karma looked at Captain Dugan. “I know who you are. You were a special forces captain in the U.S. Army. How could you betray your country, for this slime ball?”

 

Captain Dugan looked at her for a moment. “How could they betray ME and my whole purpose for voluntary enlistment? I don’t owe YOU any explanations!”

 

Joshua pointed to her. “You two know each other, Captain Dugan?”

 

“She knows of me. Obviously she IS with some intelligence branch.”

 

“She may not have come here alone?” suggested Whitney with concern.

 

“I have three men searching the island for any of her friends,” Captain Dugan informed her.

 

“Any information you can provide us….will save your life,” Joshua stated.

 

She laughed. “What information do you think I would be willing to share?”

 

“Surely, you have a way off this island. Someone will pick you up on or offshore or by aircraft. Who is in the area?”

 

She just looked at him.

 

Joshua sighed. “Dugan, take her and extract the information from her the proper way. I want to know who she is with and what they know.”

 

Captain Dugan grabbed her by the arm and forced her to go with him someplace where they could talk.

 

Whitney looked at Joshua. “Are we in trouble now?”

 

He laughed. “She’s here alone. She was probably just checking things out and when she found out what we were doing, she decided to destroy the dish outside before reporting back.”

 

“How do you know?”

 

“Because I do damn it! Now quit worrying! We have powerful allies too remember. We’ll be just fine.”

 

Whitney looked at him for a moment with concern before she left the room. She was really starting to worry.

 

Captain Dugan took Karma to a room where there was a padded table against the wall with chains and cuffs to hold someone down. The guard with the pistol followed him there with her. Karma looked at the strange table curiously and then looked at her surroundings in the room. There were whips, paddles and even a riding crop. It was then that she realized that it was some kind of torture chamber. She was worried but she had a pretty high threshold for pain. She wasn’t going to let them beat any valuable information out of her. They would just have to KILL her instead. However, what she didn’t know was that Captain Dugan had a very sadistic, perverted side to him. Joshua simply allowed him to indulge in that when torturing a prisoner, especially a female prisoner.  She bravely entered the room, then turned and looked at Dugan. There was already another guard in the room holding an MP-5 submachine gun.

 

“Is this the play room?” she asked with a smirk, showing NO signs of fear or a willingness to cooperate and avoid torture.

 

Captain Dugan smiled at her. “Yes, this is MY playroom.”

 

“What is it you want to know?”

 

“Are you willing to cooperate and avoid any unpleasant consequences for your intrusion?”

 

“If I feel like it.”

 

“You don’t feel like it yet?”

 

She thought for a moment. “No, not really.”

 

He looked at her with anger, then looked over at Rubin and the guard who was already standing in the room. “Tie her down.”

Both guards walked up to her. Knowing that it was pointless to resist the two strong men in their 30s, she basically just let them take her by the arms. They turned her around and faced the wall leaning her belly against the padded table. Then they cuffed both arms to the chains so that she couldn’t escape. Now, she was bent over and leaning against the table with her ass pointed outward. She was thankful that they didn’t strip her down but the thin material on her outfit would do nothing really to cushion the blow of whatever instrument they would use to inflict pain on her.
Keith poked his head in the room and looked to see what was going on. He saw Dugan walk over and look at the different toys on the wall. He grabbed the riding crop. Karma already knew that her buttocks would be the target. It was undignified for her, but she was resilient and defiant. There was even a certain element of thrill to it for her as she did have a kinky side. Dugan walked up behind her and looked at the contour of her ass. He couldn’t help but grin at how sexy it was and how sexy she was. Still, he was going to punish her for killing two of their guards. He gently rubbed his hand on her ass, mainly to feel the material of her clothing. It was thin and basically just covered her cleavage (somewhat). She felt his warm hand on her ass as her eyes shifted towards him. He then stepped over and showed her the instrument which he would spank her with. “What do you think of this?”

 

She looked at it. “I can give you an honest answer after a demonstration,” she said with a smirk, as if she really wasn’t taking this seriously at all. She was even tempted to giggle because she had a little surprise for them. The two guards watched, knowing that he was going to whack her cute sexy ass several times in their presence. Keith watched for a few more seconds before he left the area. They were unaware of the fact that he had peeked in.

 

Captain Dugan walked up behind her. The smile left her face as she started to wonder just how much she could take before she passed out. He gently touched her ass with the riding crop. She calmly closed her eyes as she prepared to deal with the pain in a very embarrassing area. He drew the instrument back. The moment that she felt it leave her ass, she knew that she would soon feel a sharp, stinging sensation. He swatted her across the ass with all of his might. She winced from the pain, but she did not cry out. He waited several seconds before he administered the next whack. The guard with the MP-5 actually closed his eyes for a moment as a spark of empathy ignited within him. She Moaned a little but she did not cry out. He waited several seconds and gave her another swat on the lower part of her ass. Her eyes got wide and she gasped. Still, she did not shed a single tear. She didn’t know how much longer her eyes would remain dry, but she was starting to worry. Crying would be a sign of weakness and she was not about to do that. He waited several seconds and she knew that any second she would feel another impact on her butt. She tightened up in anticipation of the fourth whack, but when she did she accidentally farted. It was loud and the acoustics in that room made it pretty noisy. Dugan looked at her in disbelief as a smile appeared on his face. The guards in the room laughed about it. The one with the pistol even found it to be quite sexy considering how cute she was to him and that outfit that she was wearing.

 

“Oops, I couldn’t hold back that fart, sorry,” she said, owning up to it.

 

After a few seconds, he got a whiff of it. The slight odor of a fart lingered in the air. Even the other two guards smelled it, knowing that it came from her sexy ass. Dugan chuckled and gave her ass another swat. She moaned again in pain. A few seconds later, he whacked her ass again and she yelped, but she did not cry. She was breathing heavily now. She was now worried, because if he whacked her ass one more time, she would not be able to hold back the tears.

Dugan looked at the guards. “Unlock her.”

 

She breathed a sigh of relief and even smiled, knowing that it was over after five strokes. She knew that she would have trouble sitting down for a while, but she was thankful that that part was over. She was somewhat embarrassed about tooting in front of those guys, but she was strong and resilient. They unlocked her. She was tempted to rub her sore ass but she didn’t want to give them the satisfaction of seeing her do that. They kind of respected her now since she didn’t cry or even rub her ass.

 

“Take her to the detention cell. I have to talk to Joshua and see what he wants to do with her,” Captain Dugan said before he left the room. They each grabbed one of her arms and led her down a hallway. Being pretty proficient in martial arts, she believed that she could take out the two guards, take their weapons and continue with her mission. However, her ass needed a little time to heal. The idea she had was to let them think that they had won. At night time, she would try and escape and complete her mission. She just hoped that Mr. Kildare didn’t decide to take over those space probes now. If he did then her mission WOULD be a failure and the free world would be in great danger.
They took her to what looked like a jail cell with bars. There was a bed in there, a toilet and a sink. The brick walls were painted with a dirty yellow color. One of the guards unlocked the door for her, they practically shoved her in there and quickly locked the door. She stood in the cell for a moment and looked at the place. She had been in worse jail cells than that before. She went and sat on the bed and quickly got up, rubbing her sore ass. It was even too sore to sit on the matress. She sighed and instead she lay on her belly with her ass in the air. So far, it was not bleeding and the material to her clothing had not been torn, but she knew that there would be bruises and welts. She was a tough young woman and she did not cry during or after the spanking. One or two more strokes from the riding crop though and that would not have been the case. She just decided to lay there and think for a moment. She was more angry than she was afraid.

 

 

Chapter 5

 

Karma fell asleep in the bed with her sore, swollen ass in the air. Keith snuck down to the detention area and looked at her through the bars. He watched her sleep for a few moments. He started to feel sorry for her. He knew that they had spanked her in that room. As he watched her sleep, she tooted and the sound echoed through the room. Keith looked at her in disbelief and then noticed how red the area was around her ass (what he could see of it that wasn’t covered by her clothing). He could even see some purple and blue bruising. He smelled the odor from her fart and instantly became aroused. He wanted to be rich, but he also wanted to be loved and appreciated too. Keith also had some reservations about what Mr. Kildare had asked him to do. It seemed like it was getting worse and worse. He realized then that Mr. Kidale needed him in order to carry out his plan. He didn’t want to be a criminal or betray his country and he didn’t want to see them KILL that beautiful, young woman.

 

Joshua sat in his office and thought while Captain Dugan spoke with him. “Sir, you have to make a decision about this intruder.”

 

He thought for a moment. “Did you have a good time…spanking her, captain.”

 

The captain looked at him for a moment and then cracked a smile. “You know I did, sir.”

 

“Why do we have to kill her?”

 

“You mean, keep her alive?”

 

Joshua nodded. “We’ll drop her off in Guatemala, after we nurse her back to health, give her a few good meals and a place to stay there.”

 

“A place to stay?”

 

He nodded. “Yes that’s right, and I don’t mean an adobe shack either.” He thought for a moment. “I have friends in the government there.”

 

Dugan chuckled and then looked at Joshua in disbelief. “Sir, what are you saying?! Are you suggesting that we reward her for intruding and trying to blow up that dish?!”

 

Joshua shook his head in disagreement. “No, not reward her. Discredit her and give her NO choice but to accept our very generous offer.”

 

“I see, and what exactly IS this generous offer? I don’t really know this woman, but I do know she is a dedicated intelligence agent who would NEVER quit and betray her employer OR her country!”

 

Joshua looked at him. “Even if we convince her that THEY betrayed HER? I seem to remember someone telling me that was why he chose to desert and join MY team….Captain Dugan.”

 

Captain Dugan looked at him curiously for a moment.

 

“Sometimes, loyalty is no longer practical…when you are working for a government. Sometimes it is easier and more practical to put your own interest and desires above and beyond that of your duty.”

 

Captain Dugan nodded. “What is it that you have in mind?”

 

Joshua looked at him and sighed. “I’m sure you didn’t do her pride any favors by abusing her the way you did. I am thinking something that will…rebuild her dignity.”

 

“She’s too resilient to let something like that stop her.”

 

“Is she?” Joshua looked at him for a moment and waited for an answer. “On the outside maybe. On the inside…she is just a frightened young woman who I PROMISE regrets the decisions that she has made in life thus far. We explain to her what our offer is and why it is MORE than generous.”

 

“Well, you’re keeping me in suspense, so just what IS this offer?”

 

“Five million dollars, U.S. Some Phony documents and her own hacienda in Guatemala. She could live like royalty there and forget all about her life as a spy.”

 

“Will she though?”

 

Joshua laughed. “I think so. Because, we all have a dark, sinister, selfish side. That side can be exploited and bought. She can either go back to her employer and report her failure of the mission and the shame that comes with that. Or, they can assume that she was killed on a mission, while she lives a new and very fulfilling life in a country that will NOT be affected by the new global change (not in this lifetime anyway).”

 

Captain Dugan nodded. “I see, a big bribe.” He nodded again. “We can try it.”

 

Joshua leaned back in his chair and thought. “It would be a great experiment in human nature. I have always believed it would work.”

 

“And if it doesn’t?”

 

He sighed. “Then we KILL her. She’ll see things our way…given time.”

 

“I hope you’re right, sir.”

 

“We’ll have our people in Guatemala keep in eye on her for a while, to make sure she keeps a low profile. After that…she can do what she wants with her life. After a year or two, her employer will never believe a word she says so there will be no point in her going back to that.”

 

“I see.”

 

“Have them take some food to her. Her status has changed. She is an involuntary guest now and not a prisoner. Give her what she wants within reason, but she is to stay in her cell for now. Don’t discuss this offer with her yet. I will do that after she has observed a nice cooling down period.”

 

Captain Dugan nodded to him. “Yes sir.” He hastily left the room. Joshua sat back in his chair and thought for a moment. He always judged everyone else by his own low moral standards. However, he was going to make this offer.

 

 

Chapter 6

 

Karma was awake in her cell but still lying on her belly with her tender ass in the air. One of the guards with an MP-5 strapped to his side followed Captain Dugan to her cell carrying a tray with food and a glass of unsweetened iced tea. There was a bowl of French country soup, some fresh baked bread and a small fruit salad. Hearing the foot steps, she turned her head and looked back. Dugan unlocked the door. The guard when and set the tray down on a stand next to her bed.

 

“Are you going to poison me now?” she asked.

 

Dugan entered the cell and looked at the guard, lock us in and standby.

 

He nodded and locked them both in the cell. Dugan was wearing a holster for his sidearm, but he did not have it with him for security purposes. It had been several hours since she had eaten and it was almost 6pm. She looked at the food but remained lying on the bed like that. Dugan sat down on the bed next to her and looked at what he could see of her ass. Even the part that was not covered had welts and bruises. He figured that most men would have damp eyes by the time he had finished. Karma however was one strong woman with a high threshold for pain. He reached over and gently touched her sore ass as he rubbed it in a loving way. She winced from the pain of his touch and closed her eyes, wishing that she could produce a fart at that point in time. However, she had pretty much gotten all of the gas out. He ass was still pretty tender but she saw no point in resisting him, not now anyway. The guard stood outside the door and held his MP-5 submachine gun in a way that suggested that he would use it in the blink of an eye.

 

“You have been promoted from a prisoner to an involuntary guest.”

 

She laughed sarcastically. “I am honored!”

 

“You don’t know what the future holds.”

 

“Yes I do, it’s called DEATH!” She assumed that they would eventually kill her execution style.

 

“For who?”

 

She looked back at him. “You will never take me alive!”

 

“Did you take a cyanide pill or something?”

 

“I tossed those away. I do not fail on missions.”

 

He rubbed her ass for her which she found somewhat stimulating as he talked. Her nipples actually became hard. He was getting hard too as he rubbed her sore, yet sexy little ass. “Maybe success needs to be…redefined. Maybe success has everything to do with how YOU interpret things.”

 

“Just what the fuck are you saying?” she asked, showing frustration yet NO signs of fear or respect for her captures.

 

“I mean, I think you should consider cooperating with us. You’re a beautiful woman. That beauty shouldn’t be wasted giving your life for a measly salary and a sense of honor that no longer exists. You may find, we are not all that cruel and unreasonable. I think you should cooperate and benefit from it too.”

 

“The advice from a known deserter and a traitor!”

 

“I had my reasons. That doesn’t concern you.”

 

“Yeah, it’s called money! You betrayed your country so you could be RICH!”

 

“They betrayed ME first, as well as a lot of other good service men and women. They will betray YOU too! They already have.” He got quiet assuming that he had already said too much. Joshua had ordered him NOT to say anything about the offer that they were going to make.

 

“Is that all you came in here for, to bullshit me and fondle my sore ass?”

 

He looked at her tray of food. “You really should try and eat something. I had that for lunch. It’s pretty tasty.”

 

“I’ll eat when I am ready!”

 

He sighed and stood up. He looked at her for a moment. “I will come back with some ice for you, to rub on that sore area.” He smiled at her. “You are one tough woman! I admire that about you!”

 

She looked at him with pure hatred in her eyes. “You have NO idea…Captain Dugan!”

 

The captain could easily detect the anger and hatred in her tone. He looked at her for a moment and then nodded to the guard. He unlocked the door and let him out, quickly locking it back up. Dugan looked at her through the bars for a moment and then looked at the guard. “Come on, let’s give her some privacy.” They both walked off. She looked at the food and thought that it smelled good. However, she was somewhat reluctant to eat anything that they cooked. Still, a few minutes after they left she ate a few bites of everything and drank her iced tea.

 

Whitney walked into an office area with two computers on the desk and three different monitors. There were computer and electronics parts lying everywhere in that room. There was a chair, the trouble was, no one was occupying it. One of the guards with a pistol walked by in the hall and Whitney noticed him. “Hey, did you see where Keith went?”

 

The guard looked at her and shook his head. “No. I don’t know.”

 

Whitney looked back at the desk with concern, wondering where Keith was.

 

Karma squirmed as she sat down to try and eat. Her ass still felt like it was on fire from the whipping that she had gotten. She was taking a few bites here and there when Keith walked up to her cell. She looked at him and squinted. “What the fuck to YOU want?!”

 

He looked at her with sadness, hesitant to answer. At that point, he assumed that they would simply execute this pretty woman. He knew that they had spanked her severely and he actually felt bad for her. He was also struggling with his conscience. Though he had never served in the military, he felt as though he was betraying his own country and the free world. He made a salary that was way above average for those in his profession with his education, but it was starting to torment his conscience and his soul now. “I just wanted to see if you are alright.”

 

“And who might you be?”

 

“Call me Keith. I am the chief computer scientist for Joshua Kildare.”

 

She nodded, “So YOU are the one who took those probes off line!”

 

He sighed and looked down. “I admit, I wanted to be rich. At first….I thought I could do it and be happy. Then at some point, they asked me to do small things. Hack into financial institutions and steal $20 million. Compromise social media platforms for rival companies. Then they wanted me hack into government agencies. At that point….I didn’t know what to do to keep them from killing me if I refused.”

 

“You knew what kinds of people you worked for!”

 

“I found out when it was too late.” He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Then he looked down the hall to make sure that no one was coming. “I didn’t know HOW to quit…without being hunted down. I am no spy or mercenary!”

 

Karma looked at him for a moment and tried to believe what he was saying. She had considered the possibility that they sent him there to lull her into a false sense of security and to extract some kind of info from her. He seemed harmless, but for all she knew, someone was waiting down the hall and listening to them. “You made your bed, deal with it!”

 

Keith looked at her with sadness for a moment and then quietly walked away. She watched him and then started to get the feeling that he was being as honest as he knew how to be. She believed that she could use his sympathy to her advantage.

 

 

Chapter 7

 

 

Keith was walking down the hall in the main house on his way back to his office when Whitney stepped out from around a corner and grabbed him by the arm. “Where the hell were you?”

 

He looked at her in fear for a moment. She was not only a strong woman, but she was also his superior second only to Mr. Kildare. “I went for a walk. I needed some air.”

 

“You were supposed to be working on that algorithm for Mr. Kildare! It’s almost time to take over those defense satellites!” she barked in an intimidating tone.

 

“I needed a break! There is no margin for error with this program and I needed to clear my head.”

 

“Joshua is going to have Captain Dugan clear your head with a 9mm if you don’t get that program up and running by midnight!” she explained.

 

“I will I will!”

 

“Good, stop wandering off and get back to work!” she stated in a nasty tone before walking away.

 

He watched her walk away for a moment, tempted to tell her to fuck off but he knew better. He’d have to tell her that in another way. He knew how too.

 

Keith went back into his office and got on the computer. He thought for a moment and decided that he could no longer be a party to this scheme. He went in and changed all of the passwords. Then he deleted a lot of the encrypted material that they needed in order to follow through with the plan. “Fuck this job! Let’s see you guys pull this thing off without me!” He laughed and then maliciously went through compromising what he did create for the program to work. Joshua only had a superficial knowledge of such things. That was why he hired an expert like Keith Schmit. Now he was determined to make their plan fail AND help Princess Karma escape.

 

At 11:15pm the house was quiet. Joshua had just turned in for the night. Whitney was winding down in the formal dining room drinking a glass of wine. The formal dining room was large. It had a very nice Amish table and eight chairs. Joshua, Whitney, Keith and Captain Dugan had gourmet meals in there, while the other employees ate in more of a break room in one of the smaller houses on the island. Eventually she would go and get a progress report from Keith. Right now though, she wanted to relax and give him time to work.

 

Keith snuck down to the jail cell area where Karma was locked up. He was carrying a paper bag with him. She was sound asleep on the bed, laying on her side. Her back was turned and he could still see the bruises and scars around her anal region. He looked at it and sighed, whilst developing a slight erection. He wondered when and if they escaped together if she would allow him to rub it for her. “Hey….miss!” he said, trying to keep his voice down.

 

She woke up, turned over and looked at him. “Keith!”

 

The first thing that he did was reach in the bag and pull out a key to the lock. She stood up and looked at him curiously. He unlocked the door and went in there. Keith didn’t know that Joshua was planning to make her an offer that would make her wealthy and set for life, if she promised to desert and leave her job as a super spy. He assumed that eventually they would kill her. Knowing that he was already in too deep, he decided to risk it all, help her escape and betray Mr. Kildare so that his plan to undermine the western superpowers defense networks would fail. He reached in the bag and pulled out a Glock 26 handgun. He handed it to her. “Here, you are probably trained with one of these better than I am.”

 

She looked at him and took the gun giving it a brief inspection. She ejected the magazine and looked to see if there were any cartridges in it. It had a full magazine. She looked at him. “You really are trying to help me.”

 

He sighed and closed his eyes. “I made a terrible mistake…staying with this company. I should have known when they had me hacking financial institutions that it would only get worse.”

 

She looked at him and nodded. “You wanted to get rich. Lots of people do and that is a strong temptation.”

 

“I wasn’t just about the money. I make $300,000 a year working for Joshua.” He shook his head with sadness. “It means nothing to me though.”

 

“Oh, so it isn’t about money. Do you hold some kind of a personal grudge against the free world or something?”

 

Keith shook his head in disagreement and sat on the bed while she slapped the magazine back in the gun and pulled the slide back. She looked at him. “Talk to me.”

 

He hesitated for several seconds. “Look at me. Money was the only incentive at one time, yes. But still something was missing.”

 

She looked at him curiously for a moment. “What is it I am supposed to be seeing?”

 

“An ugly, fucking, geeky bastard who never gets any!” he whined. He laughed. “I wanted to BE someone, other than a smart virgin!”

 

Karma looked at him and almost laughed.

 

He looked at her. “Go ahead, admit it. I am ugly. I am weak, I am a coward and NOW, I am a criminal too!”

 

She looked at him with compassion for a moment. “You got caught up in something and when it turned out bad…you just didn’t know what to do, or where to go.”

 

He shook his head in disagreement. “That’s no excuse for what I did. Now….the best that I can hope for is to make things right.”

 

She smiled at him and gently touched his shoulder. “You already did.” She looked at him a moment longer. “There is more you need to do though. If it is within your power, you need to do what you can to fuck up his network so that his plan will fail.”

 

He looked up at her. “I already did. I deleted information that took days to create. I changed all the passwords too in the computer. They needed ME to make this plan work.”

 

Karma looked at him for a moment. Her computer skills were high above average, but she was no wiz like he was. “Is it possible that they could hire another hacker, to crack your codes and take over your job?”

 

“Possibly, but it would take time. I did buy us some time though. If we get off this island, you could have the navy seals raid this place and shut it down before they start to compromise the defense systems.”

 

She looked at him and nodded. “Since you helped me, I will see to it that you are given immunity to prosecution when all of this is over.”

 

He looked at her for a moment and nodded. “I still helped them, and that was too much.”

 

“Hey, listen. What you are doing now…is very brave and I appreciate it.” She looked at him for a moment. “We are going to get out of this together.”

 

He nodded. “And then what?” he asked in an uncertain tone.

 

She looked at him for a moment. “Start a new life.”

 

He rubbed his hands over his face and she thought that he was about to cry.

 

Again, she gently put her hand on his shoulder. “You have to pull it together. I need you.”

 

“I’ve done all I can. Save yourself, please.”

 

“Listen, let’s get through this mess…then we’ll work on YOU,” she promised him as she gave a friendly smile.

 

He looked at her and nodded, feeling very unworthy of her empathy.

 

“And listen….you are the only REAL man on this whole island! I find that VERY attractive!”

 

He looked at her for a moment and then wondered if she was serious or not.

 

“Come on, show me where the armory is, or any explosives that you can get for me.”

 

He thought for a moment and nodded. They both walked out of the cell together. Karma held the gun ready to shoot the first guard that she saw. She missed her gun with the silencer, but she was thankful that Keith gave her some effective, albeit loud firepower. The mission was back on.

 

It was late at night on the island. Only five guards were awake at the time to do security there, while Joshua, Captain Dugan and the labor servants (cooks and maids) slept. Whitney was a night owl though and was still wide awake. She went looking for Keith again. She started to wonder if maybe he felt sorry for Karma and was actually plotting to help her and betray the rest of them. She went to her private room and got a small .380 auto handgun with a red grip laser sight on it. She had no qualms about shooting him herself, or Karma if she had managed to get out of her cell. She was walking the dark halls of the mansion with her gun out, shining the laser sight around. All that she knew was that Keith was away from his computer and it was after midnight. When she saw him, he would have some real explaining to do as he stared down the barrel of her gun. She knew that they needed him, but if he was planning to betray them, she was willing to KILL him. So far, she had no desire to wake up Joshua unless she confirmed that Keith had betrayed them.

 

 

Chapter 8

 

It was pitch black outside that night as the yacht was a mile off the coast of the island. Greg stood on the deck and looked at the island hopelessly with night vision goggles. Antonio stood next to him. “When will your government call you back? We should have heard something from her by now.”

 

Greg lowered the googles and sighed. “The admiral says we have frigate 18 nautical miles away with a dozen marines onboard. They could easily raid the island and take over. Trouble is, they don’t know what that may trigger. Karma needs to find out if they have some safety measures in place that will knock out our satellites….but we haven’t heard ANYTHING from her yet.” He sighed. “I hope she’s alright.”

 

“Maybe we should suit up and go there ourselves.”

 

Greg looked at him. “If I fuck this up they will court martial my ass and that will be the end. Death would be the best that I could hope for.”

 

“What do we do then amigo?”

 

Greg closed his eyes and shook his head with concern. “We just WAIT ….and hope we hear from her before first light.”

 

Antonio sighed and looked off into the darkness with concern.

 

Keith followed Karma around the mansion and into the large industrial kitchen where all the meals were prepared. It was more like the kind of kitchen one would find in a restaurant than in a private home, even a large private home. They walked by the sink where dishes were washed and Karma noticed a bottle of dishwashing liquid. She smiled and grabbed it, handing it to Keith. “Hold this.”

 

He found it odd but he did as she said and continued to follow her. “How many guards are on patrol at this hour?” she asked.

 

“I don’t know. I don’t usually stay up this late. Maybe half a dozen. At least two in the house.”

 

Karma nodded and they made their way towards another hall. She suddenly stopped and held up her hand for Keith. “Shh, someone’s coming!”

 

Keith stood still and looked at her as she went and got against the wall near the threshold of the entrance. She waved with her hand to him. “Stand where they can see you,” she whispered, before bending down and setting her gun on the floor.

 

He did as he was told when Whitney went walking into the room with her gun out. “There you are, you little shit!” she said as she pointed her weapon at him. As she entered the room though, she failed to see Karma standing off to the side until it was too late. Karma grabbed Whitney’s hand with the gun and twisted her arm, causing her to drop it. Then she backed handed Whitney in the face. Whitney fell back some. Karma stood back some as Whitney swung her fist at her. Karma used martial arts techniques and blocked her fist, counter punching her in the face. She then gave Whitney a spin kick to the face and knocked her down. Whitney tried to get up, but Karma jump kicked her in the face and knocked her out. Two guards with pistols were walking down the hall and saw what had happened. They pulled out their guns and each fired a shot at Karma as she ducked down behind the threshold again. Keith followed her. She quickly picked up her gun, took Keith’s hand and then pulled on him. They both ran through the kitchen and towards the big sink area where dishes were washed. Karma set her gun down briefly and grabbed the dishwashing liquid from Keith. Then she squirted it all over the floor in front of the sink for some reason. Keith watched her make the mess and wondered why she was doing that. She grabbed his arm again. “Get behind me!”

 

Keith did as he was told. The two guards checked on Whitney and helped her up. Blood dripped from her nose but she was fine. One of the two guards ran in the kitchen looking for them. He pointed his pistol around and Karma shot him twice, killing him.

Whitney picked up her gun and followed the other guard into the kitchen. Karma used the sink for a barricade as Keith hid behind her, holding his ears from the loud shots. Karma fired two rapid shots at Whitney and the guard but missed as they took cover behind a prep table. They each returned fire but she ducked down for safety and avoided being hit. By now she knew that the shots would wake up everyone in the house. Karma fired her gun again and put a bullet right between Whitney’s eyes, killing her. The other grad exchanged a few shots with her until Karma ran out of bullets. She grabbed Keith’s arm and they ran again to try and find another way to the armory room. The remaining guard started chasing them and ran in front of the sink to catch up with them. That was when he slipped and fell on his ass in the liquid that Karma squirted on the floor. He was injured and in no condition to keep chasing them. He screamed from the pain of the fall.

They ran down one of the hallways as they looked for the armory room. They finally came to it. Keith used his company ID card and held it to the plate. The door slid open electronically. Karma and Keith went inside. Karma smiled when she saw about 8 AK 47s, a few pump action shot guns, a few sniper rifles and a dozen combat knives as well as other tools used by soldiers in the battle field. Keith grabbed a Glock 17 while Karma grabbed an MP-5 submachine gun and two loaded magazines. She slapped a magazine in and pulled the slide back to charge it. Keith opened a box and saw some grenades. He grabbed a few of them and stuffed them in a backpack that was in there. Karma looked and saw a LAWS rocket (disposable bazooka). She strapped the MP-5 to her side and looked at the rocket launcher with a smile. She strapped that on two. Keith stepped out into the hall and looked. He saw Two more guards running towards them with pistols. He rapidly fired two shots and actually killed one of them. The other shot back at him, but he ducked behind the door for protection. Karma pulled him back and stepped into the hall with her submachine gun, firing a short burst of bullets at the guard and killing him. “Come on!” she yelled.

 

He followed her down the hall. Her goal now was to get to those dishes and do some serious damage to them. They ran outside of the house. Two guards ran up to them. One fired a pump shotgun at them. The other fired a long burst of bullets at them from his AK 47. Keith and Karma both hit the ground and avoided being shot. Karma returned fire with a long burst of bullets from her MP- 5 and killed the guard with the AK. The other guard ran and took cover behind a tree firing another shot just as Karma rolled over and ran behind a potted plant for protection. Keith lay still on the ground. At that point, Karma didn’t know if he had been hit or not. She fired another long burst of bullets at the guard and killed him. She looked over at Keith. “Keith!”

 

He raised his head, looked up at her and ran towards her. They ran off together just as Captain Dugan came out of the house with his submachine gun. He fired a short burst of bullets at them, but missed as they made their way to the trees. Karma tried to shoot her weapon again, but was out of bullets. Keith threw a grenade at him, but he ducked back behind the threshold of the door when it exploded, doing minor damage to the outside of the house. Keith and Karma then ran off together again. Captain Dugan was angry and fired a long burst of bullets at them as they ran. Then he went and chased them through the woods on foot.
They ran through the jungle at night. Karma stopped and got behind a tree. She caught her breath for a moment while slapping her second and last magazine into her gun. Kieth stopped and watched her. Captain Dugan ran into the woods and looked for them, but it was too dark. They each hid and remained quiet for several minutes. They thought that they could see him in the dark, but they couldn’t be sure. She looked over at him. “Are you sure you messed up that program for them, so that they can’t use it in your absence?”

 

He smiled at her and nodded. “Yeah.”

 

She looked at him and nodded too. Right now they were safe in the jungle on that island. She knew though that it was just a matter of time before they sent a whole squad of security personnel to look for them. Captain Dugan searched for them in the dark, determined to find and kill them.

 

 

Chapter 9

 

 

Joshua was sitting in Keith’s office trying to type the password on the computer and get into the program. The shooting had woken him up and he was wearing his night robe. He didn’t know where he was, but considering all the shooting that had gone on, he figured it was time to make good on their threat. He typed in the password, but it wasn’t working. His eyes grew wide with concern. “Keith, what the hell did you DO you little bastard?!” he asked in anger. He tried to type the password in again and STILL it didn’t work. “That little fucker! Why did he change our password?!” he yelled in anger. Then he jumped up from his chair and shoved it down to the floor. He stormed out of there and went to go and get his gun. He was going to make Keith fix that program at gunpoint THEN he would kill him after he did what he wanted him to do. Joshua was out of his mind, pissed and he started to worry as he stormed off down the hall.

 

Karma and Keith slowly wandered through the woods. Every now and then they thought that they had heard a sound. Usually it was just tropical birds or the wind blowing, but occasionally they heard the sound of Captain Dugan’s footsteps. One time, it was just a toot from Karma’s butt. Keith looked at her in disbelief and she just laughed about it, excusing herself. He chuckled too and actually found it to be amusing. They had to keep moving and rest when they could until first light, when they could see better. Keith wanted them to go to the boathouse and just leave the island, but Karma was determined to destroy those dishes as an extra safety measure to make sure that they could not reach the orbital defense probes.

Two guards got in one of the SUVs and drove away from the house, shining a spotlight around as they searched the island by car. They kept in touch with Joshua via radio. They were well armed and had the protection of that vehicle, however it was limited as to where they could go in that big thing because there were a lot of thick, wooded areas on the island. They mostly stayed near the shore as they drove across the island.

 

Joshua slipped on some pants and a shirt. He went outside of the house with his nickel plated 1911 model 9mm handgun. He saw two dead bodies outside and realized that they were men who worked for him. Four guards were waiting out there for Joshua. One had a pistol. One of the others had an AK 47, one had an MP-5 submachine gun and the fourth guard had an M-4 assault rifle.

 

“The prisoner has escaped, and I believe that Keith Schmit helped her to do it. You can kill the woman, but I want Keith alive until he does what I want! Let’s go and find them!” he yelled. They all followed him off into the woods on the island. He did leave a few of his men inside of the house to guard the place in case they came back, but he was starting to run low on gunmen.

 

The squad of soldiers searched the woods in one area, while Captain Dugan searched the woods in another. It was dark outside, but they knew that they had to try and find them anyway. They walked to the helipad where Joshua’s customized helicopter was parked. Obviously they did not escape in that because it was still there. Then they made their way to the boat house. The large luxury cabin cruiser yacht was still there and so was the smaller one. They boarded the boats to see if perhaps anyone was hiding there. They saw no one. So they made their way back into the woods. Joshua knew that they had to still be on the island, somewhere.

 

It was starting to get light outside. The horizon to the east was turning pink and they could see better now. Karma rested while sitting on the ground against a tree in the jungle, while Keith stood guard with his pistol.

 

“Do you think we can make it back so that you can see those dishes?”

 

She nodded. “If we can survive long enough to do that, we can get off of this island.” Right after she said that two bullets hit the tree just above her head. She ducked down. Keith fired two rapid shots off into the woods and took cover behind a tree. Captain Dugan was shooting at them from across the jungle. Karma fired a short burst of bullets from her MP-5 but missed him. She and Keith ran off together in the woods and came to a dirt road. That was when they saw the SUV approaching them. It had its green rotator lights going and it sped up to them. Karma fired a short burst of bullets at it and Keith fired a few shots at it as well. The SUV lost control and crashed into a tree. Karma and Keith ran off together through the woods. They were not sure whether or not they had killed the driver or any passengers in the vehicle. They just ran and tried to make their way back to the house. Captain Dugan chased after them on foot with his weapon. He didn’t bother to see if there were any survivors in the SUV either. He was determined to kill them both.

 

They ran to an open grassy area. That was when they saw Joshua and his armed escort of troops. They immediately opened fire on them. Karma fired back with a long burst of bullets and killed the guard with the AK. She and Keith immediately changed directions and ran off into another wooded area. Joshua fired three shots at them but missed terribly. He was not a great shot. His team chased them into the woods again. One of the guards with him threw a grenade at them, but it exploded far from them when it landed, missing them completely with the shrapnel. All that they could do was keep running. They were being chased everywhere.
They ran back to the house, this time to the pool area. There was an electric guitar hooked up to an amplifier outside. Karma looked at it curiously for a moment. “A guitar?”

 

Keith laughed. “Yeah. Joshua thinks he knows how to play it.” They heard shooting and a window on the house broke next to Keith. Karma pulled him down for cover. Captain Dugan was standing there holding his submachine gun. He fired another short burst of bullets at them and then ran for cover behind the barbeque pit. Keith fired a few shots at him but missed. The bullets ricocheted off of of the bricks on the BBQ pit. Karma tried to shoot too but was out of ammon. She tossed her gun away and they ran. Keith ran behind the house while she ran behind a potted plant for cover. She knew that she was in a jam now. Captain Dugan saw her. He tried to shoot again, but he was also out of bullets. He tossed his submachine gun down and pulled out his S&W MP pistol. He fired two shots at Karma but missed and hit the planter. She ran for the woods again. He fired several more shots at her and chased her a little ways into the woods. She tried to stay out of sight as she watched him. She ran to another spot and he chased her, shooting. However, he lost her in the woods. He searched on foot, looking for her. She watched him from behind a tree and saw a large stick on the ground. She grabbed it, knowing that she could use it for a weapon if she had to.
Dugan walked through the woods with his gun out. He walked past a large tree where Karma was hiding. She wacked his hand with the gun in it and caused him to drop it. She then wacked him in the face with it and knocked him back. He screamed and fell to the ground as she ran back towards the house. He went and picked up his gun. Now he was angry as hell as he chased her with it. She went back to the spot where she had stored her speargun. She needed something that could shoot and that was better than nothing. Captain Dugan was walking near the pool with his gun as he made his way towards the spa. It was fairly close to where the guitar stand was with the amplifier. Keith was watching close by from behind a tree. Dugan faced the pool and had his back turned to Karma. Keith ran up towards the big amplifier. Dugan turned to shoot him, but Karma shot him in the right side of his chest with the speargun. He screamed and fell in the spa. He pointed his weapon at Karma as she just stood there. Keith flipped the switch on the amplifier and turned the guitar on, then he threw it in the spa with Dugan. It went underwater with him and he screamed as he was electrocuted (guitar solo from We will Rock you by Queen played during his electrocution). He screamed bloody murder as sparks came out of his ears and electricity seemed to embrace his whole body. He fell face first in the water with smoke emitting from his body.

 

Keith looked at Karma and laughed and she smiled at him. She ran to a nearby section in the woods where she left the LAWS rocket and prepared it to fire. Keith ran and grabbed an AK 47 from one of the dead guards. Karma ran up to where the dishes were. Joshua ran with his squad and saw her. By now a few more of the men from the house had joined him. They watched as Karma pointed the rocket launcher towards the dishes from about 200 feet away. Joshua’s jaw dropped when he saw it. “No!” he screamed almost to the point of tears.

 

Karma fired the weapon, taking out dish number two and seriously damaging dish number one. There was a loud explosion.

 

“You fucking bitch!!!” he yelled. “Look what you have done!” he cried he cried like a maniac. Karma ditched the used rocket launcher and ran for cover as Joshua’s men opened fire on her. Joshua fell to his knees and cried, knowing that his plans were ruined.

 

Keith fired a long burst of bullets from the AK 47 and actually killed two of the gunmen with Joshua. He tried to shoot again but was out of bullets. The remaining guards fired back at him. He ran and got behind a tree for protection, ditching the weapon. He pulled out one of his grenades and threw it at them. It exploded near them but the shrapnel did not hit them. Joshua lay on the ground crying. The remaining men with him looked at him with concern. At first, they thought that he had been hit with a bullet or a piece of shrapnel and were concerned because he was their leader. In truth though, he was fine physically. However his plans were now ruined and he knew that it was just a matter of time before the U.S. Marines or Navy Seals came to investigate all of the shooting and explosions that were coming from his island. He no longer had anything to threaten them with.

 

“She ruined everything!” he cried like a baby as he lay on the ground.

 

Keith smiled and then looked to his right. He saw Karma smiling and motioning for him to follow her. He ran to her and they both made their way to Joshua’s helicopter. She got in the pilot seat on the right while Joshua got in the passenger seat on the left. Within seconds she started it up and the propellers activated. She was a trained pilot and lifted them safely off the ground. Two of Joshua’s men ran up and fired pistols in the air at the chopper, but she was already well out of range.
Karma flew the chopper and put her headset on. She played around some with the channels on the radio to try and reach Greg. Keith just sat next to her and smiled, knowing that they had made it. Then he looked in the backseat and saw a briefcase. Naturally he was curious about what was in there. He grabbed it and opened it up while she flew the helicopter and tried to call Greg. “Princess Karma to Sea Warrior, do you copy?”

 

 

 

Chapter 10

 

 

Greg stood over his junior officer on the yacht and listened to the message from Princess Karma. The lieutenant looked back at Greg. “Sir, we have a message from Princess Karma. She is leaving the Island in a helicopter.”

 

“That was that chopper that we saw,” Greg commented.

 

“She says, she is on her way to Cozumel. Our suspicions are confirmed. They were behind the hacking job. I have since deactivated their system and reporting that the mission is a success.”

 

Greg smiled. “That’s my girl!” He looked over at the navigator. “Bartolo, take us back to Cozumel.”

 

“Se senior!”

 

The ship turned around and headed back to Cozumel to meet up with Karma and get her report.

 

Karma continued to fly the chopper while Keith opened up the briefcase. His eyes lit up when he saw the contents of the case. There were six tubes of 1 ounce gold Krugerrands (gold coins with 20 per tube), there was a small plastic container with eight D flawless 5 carat diamonds in it. There were also six bundles of 100 dollar bills (50 in each bundle in the case) AND three 5 ounce gold bars from a popular, privately owned mint in Switzerland.

 

“Oh wow!” Keith exclaimed.

 

She looked over at him as she flew. “What.”

 

“Gold coins, bars, diamonds and money too.”

 

Karma thought for a moment as she flew the chopper 400 feet above the sea. “He probably had that briefcase in his chopper in case he had to make a fast getaway from that island, to go to a 3rd world country with no extradition treaties with the U.S.”

 

Keith looked at her curiously. “Just…what is gonna happen to all this stuff?”

 

She smiled, “What stuff? I didn’t see it.”

 

“What do you mean?”

 

“I mean YOU keep it! Don’t worry, I will get it through customs for you in Cozumel…then you can take it and start new somewhere.”

 

He looked at her curiously for a moment. “Well, aren’t we going to split it?”

 

She shook her head in disagreement. “I can’t take gratuities on the job. You keep it…you deserve it.”

 

He looked at her and smiled. It was the nicest thing that anyone had ever done for him. However, she really was grateful to him for helping her with that mission. Eventually she could have escaped and tried to go on, but things may not have turned out as well as they did.

A U.S. marine platoon invaded the island and took a few of the guards into custody. The U.S. navy caught up with Joshua and a few of his men by boat as he tried to flee the island and head for Venezuela. He didn’t quite make it before the U.S. navy forced him to surrender at sea. His threat to the western world was now over.

 

Keith got a hotel room on the beach in Cozumel. The sun was starting to set but he could see the beach below from the sixth floor of the upper class hotel. There were still people there enjoying the coast. He was wearing some nice, new clothes that he had purchased. He was relieved that they had survived and that he had finally gotten away from that company that was destroying his conscience. He went back inside of his hotel room. It was large and very nice with a wide screen TV, a living area and a king size bed. As he went inside, there was a knock at his door. He wondered who it could be. He casually went and opened it. Standing there in front of him was Karma. She was wearing a nice, sexy, long sleeve black dress that was kind of short (about six inches above her knees). “Hi, may I come in?”

 

He smiled at her. “Of course.” He stepped back and allowed her to enter, closing the door behind her. He wondered why she was there. He assumed that when they left the airport, that he would probably never see her again.

 

“I just wanted to thank you again, for your help.”

He smiled and shrugged. “I guess I was some help.”

 

She nodded and put her arms around him. “You were, you really were.” She looked into his eyes and passionately kissed him. He embraced and kissed her too, taking her into his arms. He couldn’t help it at that point. His hand moved down her back and on to her sexy, yet sore ass.

 

“Ouch!” she said.

 

He quickly moved his hand away. “Oh, I forgot! I am so sorry!”

 

She giggled then went and lay on his bed on her belly. “Rub my ass for me, please?” she asked in a cute, girly tone.

 

His eyes lit up like road flares and he went over, lifting up her dress to reveal her panties and he rubbed her bottom for her. She smiled and closed her eyes. After a few minutes, they made love right there in his room. She informed him that he would probably never see her again. She said at any time, she could be anywhere in the world, Pakistan, Syria, Greece, Colombia, Thailand, South Korea or even someplace like Kazakhstan. She had other missions to go on, but she wanted to part as dear friends and give him some memories that he would cherish for life. She personally saw to it that he would NOT face any criminal charges in the states since he did help her put a stop to Joshua Kildare’s evil plans. Keith got to keep all of the money he’d found, but more than anything he cherished the time that he did have with Princess Karma.

Joshua Kildare was sentenced to 3 life sentences for his conspiracy to sell out his country and all of the western super powers in the world. Several of his top executives were also taken into custody and his company was no longer a threat to the world.