Todd II - al-Qaeda Strike Back

By Pueros

For Bboy, with thanks for all his hard work for eunuch.org!

Chapter 1 – Mail

(London, England, March 2002, 5p.m.)

The boy’s penis arrived in the post.

Todd’s mother, concerned that her younger 14 years old son, Josh, was late back from school, had just spoken on the phone to the parents of some of his friends when the doorbell rang. A courier was delivering a padded envelope addressed to her and her husband, a senior American diplomat at the U.S. Embassy in Grosvenor Square. The woman opened the package, carefully following the security procedures she had been taught. She subsequently hit the floor at the same time as the main content.

(1 hour earlier – 4p.m.)

Josh was going home, from the school for children of American government personnel in London, when he turned into the narrow lane that formed part of the quickest way. He had thought that the advice that all pupils had received, to vary their routes, was ridiculous as he was in no danger in the British capital, even after the events of September 11th 2001. He also thought nothing of the bearded men, who were in the quiet road loading a van, until he had just walked past them and then he had little time for consideration as a chloroformed rag was placed firmly against his mouth and darkness overwhelmed him.

(7p.m.)

Detective Chief Superintendent (DCS) Burrows of New Scotland Yard, promoted to his retired former boss’, DCS Blincoe’s, post, had just been given permission by the doctor to interview Todd’s mother and father. The distraught woman had not stopped weeping since she had woken from her feint. Her husband and elder son were trying to console her. The house was crowded with police, forensic experts and American security officials from the Embassy, who for now were letting the British authorities take the lead in the investigation.

“I’m happy to confirm,” advised Burrows to the anguished threesome, “that the, er, member does not belong to your son but to some other poor boy. The, er, item has been taken away to try to determine more. The accompanying note and the envelope have also been taken for analysis.” Amidst much subsequent female sobbing and wailing, the detective eventually managed to secure answers to his questions.

Burrows was later talking to a colleague when his mobile phone rang. The message relayed similar incidents elsewhere. The sons of a British Cabinet Minister, an American diplomat at Unicef in Paris and an American Airforce Officer in Germany had also been abducted whilst identical grisly packages had been delivered to their parents.

The messages to the families had all been the same. They read “Persuade the U.S. government to release all al-Qaeda prisoners or the next envelope will contain your son’s penis. You have 7 days. You will also persuade other governments to remove all foreign troops from Afghanistan. You can have another 7 days to achieve this or larger packaging will be needed for the body part that will be returned for failure.”

(To be continued in chapter 2 – ‘Hostages’)