As darkness fell an unmarked white van approached the near deserted Risque Magazine building. Lon opened the unmarked door and then took Bella, carrying her over his left shoulder. As he walked down the deserted hallway, he ran his hand down her buttocks and thighs towards the covered loading dock. The white van waited with the idling engine and he loaded Bella inside, laying her on her side on an air mattress before closing the back door. The van drove off into the night, out towards an isolated location in the countryside.<br/><br/>As it did, Lon sat Bella up and fitted his hands over her breasts, fondling them as he spoke, "Do you know how long, Miss Di Silvestri, we've known about your poking around on our operation? Days? Weeks? Suffice to say we've known for a while, and you are now in big trouble..."