PASTOR SANDRINE CONFRONTS THE POLICE IN ISTANBUL
by Hamlet



Pastor Sandrine stood in the street looking so tall and impressive. More
cheers came from the crowd. They all looked so impressed with her incredible
fighting skills. They had never seen anything in their lives like it. She was
totally victorious once more and had emerged from the fight absolutely
unscathed. Three mangled and bloody corpses of the Bulgarian Mafiosi lay
sprawled on the street. She was Pastor Sandrine the Invincible and was getting
stronger by the day!

Suddenly a small balding man approached from the street.

'Oh, Pastor Sandrine my name is Bulent Inon� I'm head of the Chamber of
Commerce here in Sulaimaniye.I just wanted to tell you you are the most
brilliant fighter I have ever seen. You were brilliant! They didn't stand a
chance against you at all. We are all so grateful to you beating and killing
those evil mafiosi.'

'They made our lives a misery here! They used to steal from our shops. They
used to demand protection money and smash up our businesses if we did not pay.
They used to force us to take drugs. Everyone is so pleased that you have rid
the town of these bastards that we are going to raise a collection for you! We
have asked every business to pay you 1600 lira each as a token of our
appreciation!

'Thank God for you Pastor Sandrine you really are our Goddess and Saviour!'

'That's fine Inonu. You are right I am invincible and what's more my fighting
skills get better every day! I just cannot lose a fight no matter how many men
I fight and I believe that as a Pastor God is on my side and protects in every
battle I fight. I will always win!'

'I will be happy to receive your collection. I am staying with my boyfriend
Oben here in Istanbul I won't be happy until every single Bulgarian mafiosi
and Godfather is dead. I want Istanbul to be rid completely of these
bastards!'

Racap the restaurant owner then came towards her.

'Oh, Pastor Sandrine I too am grateful to you. The only trouble is that there
are plenty more mafiosi around to take their place!'

'I know Racap will not rest until I have beaten and killed ever single one of
those bastards. I will be victorious especially as I know what a bunch of
weaklings and cowards these people really are!

'My next objective is to get that Bulgarian Godfather ZhIkov!'

'All I can say Pastor Sandrine is that you have to be careful. These people
are absolutely unscrupulous. They use machine guns and even you are not
invulnerable to bullets! '

'Look here Racap nothing frightens me. I can fight against people with machine
guns. I just have to capture one machine gun from their hands and kill the
rest of them. Just understand I am invincible and it's as simple as that! 'she
said getting a little annoyed with him.

'I'm sorry Pastor Sandrine I will never doubt your power again.' he said with
fear in

his voice.

Just as they were speaking a police car drew. She could tell how unpopular the
police were in the area by the fact that people started to throw rotten
vegetables and fruit at the car and jeer at the same time.

The car parked next to her and out came a big fat police officer with a big
gut and moustache.

He rather reminded her of the police officer in' Mississippi Burning'(the one
with the big guy who says to Gene Hackman 'Are you from the Federal Bureau of
Integration?)

He was accompanied by a colleague who looked so weak even though he pretended
to be tough.

He walked towards her trying to look hard looking are the three corpses in the
road. He was wearing dark glasses and chewing gum.

'So, you killed these people. This is murder! We arrest you!' he growled

She was bloody furious. She pushed him hard against the police car. She
grabbed him by the neck in her leather gloved hands. He began to groan in pain
as he knew

she was so much bigger than him.

OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!

'No one but no one calls me a murderer! What I did was Justice. These people
are scum and deserved to die. The trouble is you police failed to do anything
about them. That's why I had to kill them you scumbag!'

'Now are you going to say sorry for saying you were going to arrest me or
would you rather feel this cat o nine tails around your neck?'

He saw her move her hand to the cat around her waist.

'I'm sorry and I beg forgiveness!'. he whined as her nails dug into his throat
and he felt her huge body press into his fat gut.

'You address me as Pastor Sandrine or else! 'she said digging her nails in
even

further

'Yes, Madame Pastor Sandrine' he yelled fearing for his life.

'Right you big fat ugly bastard. I want you to tell me Zhikov's the
Godfather's address. He told me he lived in Galatia Is that the correct
address?'

She used her therapeutic skills to stare right into his eyes. He knew that he
had to tell the truth as her nails dug in even deeper. He was now really
groaning with pain.

'Nook Madame Pastor Sandrine. He lives in Galata not Galatia!'

'And do you have a card with his address.? I'm sure you do as I know you are
his

friend.'

She let him go as he fumbled in his pocket knowing the certain punishment, he

faced if he did not give it to her at once.

He pulled out a card from his pocket. It read;

TODOR ZHIKOV

BOGLŨ 10

GALATA

ISTANBUL

She then slammed the police officer against the car.

'So, what's your name your ugly turd?'

'Officer Demirel Pastor Sandrine!' he groaned as her leather gloved fingers
began to sink once more into his throat.

'Well Demirel I should put you to death this instant for consorting with the
Bulgarian mafia. That's why you turned up today. Well you and your fellow
officer had better get lost now! I don't want to see either of you again while
I'm in Istanbul or else!'

'Now both of you had better get out of my sight before I really lose my
temper!'

With that she grabbed him by the hair. He yelled out with pain. She then
grabbed the other police officer by the hair too. She threw them both into the
police car. They both landed on top of each other in a heap.

DemireL got behind the steering wheel and drove off at full speed down the
road. More cheers came from the crowd as they really admired what she had done
in dealing with those scumbags!

She then rang ZhIkov again on my mobile.

'ZhIkov it's Madame Pastor Sandrine the Ivorian Domina again!'

'Do you really think you can escape from me you Bulgarian scumbag? I'm coming
after you and I may put you to death in the most agonising way. I'm also going
to deal with your police Inspector friend Bogulu too! I've also just dealt
with your police friend Demirel and put the fear of God in him!'

'You cannot kill me Sandrine I ZhIkov the Kingpin! I protected by bodyguards
with

machine guns! 'he said with obvious fear in his voice.

'Look her you f----g arsehole I'm not the least afraid of a bunch of gorillas
with machine guns! I will simply take one of their guns off them and kill them
too! Now just wait in your house like a good boy so that I can call around and
deal with you if necessary, by putting you to death!'

She slammed the phone down knowing full well he was petrified.

She cried out

JUST YOU WAIT ZHIKOV!!

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