Vasek leaned back in his chair and stretched...  Business was, indeed, good.  Since the shakeup at the "facility", there had been some changes.  He'd assumed control when things had gotten out of hand.  It was deplorable that a purchased victim had been permitted to buy her way out of her own death.  It wasn't because she was particularly cunning, but because her buyer was particularly stupid.  That was the problem with things, of course - the class of people that was attracted.<br/><br/>Those were people who were out for the simple thrill of killing their youthful victims, some choosing particularly gruesome ways, but still - it was death that attracted them.  Most were simply not refined enough - they were hatchet men and women.  And they caused trouble.<br/><br/>No... the facility needed change.  It needed to cater not to simple murderers, but to connoisseurs of pain and torture.  People who would torment their prey over days, even weeks.  They would torture them both physically and mentally.  They would pay a high price, not just for simple flesh, but for the privilege of using this "safe haven" facility where his craftsmen would construct any frame, device, cage, or equipment that was desired.  They would pay for their private suites - not a simple cell, but a number of rooms, each keyed with combination locks that were both quick to open, and impossible to pick.  Their prey would be secure, and they could enjoy themselves over time.<br/><br/>It was paying off.  Already, the two sales had netted more in prepaid revenue than was brought in all of the previous year.  They payed for their flesh, and they payed to rent their space.  Vasek had changed the face of the Facility, and he'd made good use of the existing "retrieval" infrastructure at the Hostel.<br/><br/>He put down the two dossiers he was holding.  Both marked "SOLD", both were Americans.  The first was an adorable brunette named Bianca, and the other a busty one named Alexis.  Both had been recently delivered, and the first two suites now had extended bookings.  Both girls were prime - they'd fetched a great price.  He considered them for a few minutes - once the Facility was back in the black, perhaps he'd be able to indulge himself with one of the Hostel's guests...  but that would come later, when he could justify the expense as a "perk".  For the moment, his superiors needed to see a very positive cash flow.<br/><br/>He picked up the next dossier in the file.. He turned to his workstation and entered the information...