Dark Web-Dark Commissions
Samantha
It wasn't until the weekend, that Peter got a call from Samantha. She arranged to meet him at his office and go through what had happened, with her assignment to the taskforce. Peter, of course, was unimpressed as advancement in Samantha's career but he was very anxious to tell her about his break-through.
"Well Samantha, perhaps you might startle your superiors with some more insight into this gang." Peter smiled, enjoying Sam's excitement in getting some 'real action' as she called it.
"So, what do you have?" Samantha breathed to calm herself down. Peter was all business now.
"I think that this is real dark-web stuff. I have printed you out a report, so you can pass my work off as your own, but you need to know it inside and out and fill in some of the blanks. Your bosses will have quite a few queries." Peter handed her a Manila file and prompted her to read it with him."
Samantha scanned the first page, "Christ! there's pages and pages here?"
"So, stretch your brain, dummy." Peter scowled, "This is serious Sam."
Samantha's reaction to having him use her shortened name, she saw the intensity in his eyes.
"These operators know all the counter forensics you can name; they are patient and clever. They have worked as a team of three for long time, they have trust in each other and they are well-financed," Peter was in full delivery, Samantha knew not to interrupt, " I think their whole operation have evolved into a lucrative industry. It bothered me that the women that these men went for were not brutalised," Peter looked at Samantha, "Look at the medical reports, it's as if they went out of their way not to hurt them. With every victim, they had them cooperating in their own abuse." They managed the situation that they were able to debauch their victims." Peter paused to let the phrase sink in.
"Debauch?" Samantha looked up at the smiling Peter.
"I suspect that these three men have been paid specifically to target those women for a particular party and filmed for that specific audience." Peter delivered his lines with a sense of triumph in his tone.
"They are still rapists you know!" Samantha's voice had an icy edge.
"Of course they are, but what you are not seeing... page four please, " Peter encouraged her to find the page, " is that these men are using some form of hypnosis or hypnotic suggestion to allow these women to lose some of the natural inhibitions and then promote a sense of licentiousness in their films."
"Hypnosis?" Samantha was sceptical.
"Yes, the success of other abductions, going completely unreported, suggests more than the threat of the women's video disclosure or the vague hint of a threat." Peter had spent all night trying to iron out the details, and he had burned through until the dawn to find the lead into the dark-web, "they have been implanted a suggestion to not report it because they think that the attackers were police-officers!"
"The brother officer's phrase!" Samantha exclaimed.
"Yes, the phrase 'brother officers', triggers the post hypnotic suggestion and allows the gang to tap into the women's minds."
"It's unbelievable!" Samantha was aghast, then suddenly stopped, "but why are any reports made, then?" Samantha pointed out.
"Ah, well that's the even more impressive part of this whole operation, "Peter sat down opposite Samantha and looked into her blue eyes, " it's advertising!"
Samantha's brow furrowed, "Advertising?"
"Yes, the perpetrators can use the reports to promote their services, " Peter showed Samantha cuttings from the local newspapers and URL markers to online reports, " the gang uses the press to show that they are uncatchable and even when they are reported, they are Teflon- completely untouchable!" Peter moved in to kiss Samantha's mouth, but she moved back.
Peter moved back, judging that his timing was off and settled back and allowed Samantha to process the information.
"This is huge!" Samantha's mind was on overload, partially due to implications of what this group of men had been getting away with. Then it occurred to her, who was paying for all this"
Peter was prepared for this," The preps are getting paid in three ways, I think. Number 1, I think someone in these women's lives had paid these men to abduct and film them doing all manner of sex acts. Their client could be watching a live stream and typing to the men, directing the action or it's even possible that the client is there, watching them in the flesh, possibly joining in and then have a commemorative uncut version of the video and perhaps paying for their underwear as a trophy,"
Samantha was shocked at the enormity of what these men were achieving.
"Secondly, they are clearly showing an edited version on the dark-web for paying customers, with jaded palates and no longer stimulated with the fake porn industry and live stream shows online. These clients, don't really have to be very rich, as the revenge pornography makes money on the side." Peter counted off on his fingers.
"And the final pay-off?" Samantha was almost too afraid to ask.
" Well, this is stretch," Peter looked down at his feet and then at Samantha, " what if these guys are setting their clients up with trigger phrases, that allows their clients to 'follow-up' on the victims."
"What!" Samantha stood up. She couldn't believe what Peter had suggested.
"Listen, I have no proof on this, but consider a well-organised group. They gain access their victim, with information that have been provided by their client-an old boyfriend, even an ex-husband or in the worst-case scenario- a stalker." Peter made it clear that he found this last point, very much to his dislike.
"Oh God!" Samantha had followed the train of his thought.
"Yes, you have it now, don't you?" Peter looked for the final revelation in Sam's eyes.
"These men whet the appetite of the client with a short abduction, they have the women engage fully in all manner of sexual antics. Then they sell on the film and the underwear and then offer the client, the final thrill- the specific word that will turn on the hypnotic suggestion again. So, the client can visit the women anytime and she'll turn into his own private..."
Samantha stood in Drummond's office, after delivering Peter's explanation, almost word for word.
"Pornstar" Drummond finished off her sentence.
