Martin Hughes - Russian Revenge Buch

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Russian Revenge

The all girl rock band had a tour of Eastern Europe ahead of them, new fans to conquer, new men to impress - but the reality proved to be very different.
Captured, stripped, incarcerated in cells, Louise and her associates quickly find that being naked and cold, beaten and threatened, is absolutely terrifying.
But worse, much worse, is to come. Each cell has a trap door and, as the flood waters rise, one by one they are given an allocated time to get out through the trap door, along pipes and conduits, fighting insects, bugs and rats as they go. If they fail to complete the course on time, the next trap door will not open and whoever is in there will drown!
Even when this ordeal is completed, the girls, their manager and boyfriends, find themselves in a factory, overseen by sadistic Mongols, forced to do endless repetitive and useless tasks, transporting boulders from one side to the other.
There seems no escape from the hell in which they find themselves, until at last their record company agrees to pay a substantial ransom and escape begins to look like a possibility.

From the book:
' … Totally submerged, initially panicking, breath squeezed from her lungs by the cold, she felt the comforting metal floor beneath her feet and managed to stand.
The water swirled just below her goose-pimpled breasts. With a desperate lunge, tearing free from the suction of the water, she managed to jump again, grasping the now empty conduit.
Straining on quivering, cold muscles she hauled herself slowly into the darkness like a large pink fish being landed by a fishing vessel. Finally, she flopped, gasping and shivering on her belly in the darkness of the conduit tunnel, her bare shoulders touching the cold rounded walls.
Louise lay for a few moments, collecting her thoughts and her breath, thinking back to how this nightmare had started.
Then, to her horror, she felt the icy trickle of water cascading along the tunnel in which she lay, between her legs and under her heaving belly. She realised that she hadn't escaped the rising flood and would have to move fast to escape it.
It wouldn't take long to submerge her in this half metre diameter tunnel....