Chapter Four : In between multiplication

Monday

The consternation rang and sortie woke up, turned it off as veneration seemed to wash over her and for a bit she was not certainly why ; then it all came back to her, the assault, and the stranger every detail of the weekend. She looked at her clock realizing she had not set the alarm clock, but it had been set for her and correctly, how did he know what clip to set it for ?

Her cerebration were all jumbled as she got up, trying to figure out what she should do, feeling like she was operating like a robot in machine rifle modality, she went to the kitchen to set about the chocolate then went into the lav to take a long cascade. She used this prison term to believe, first of all she just wanted to make this all go away, wanted it to be a bad dreaming. That was not potential it was real, there were aches and pains all over her consistence that told her in fact it was very actual. The hot pee flowed over her and she thought about what she should do next. She should go to the cops of trend. Why wouldn't she ? He had to have left a bunch of fingerprint. She thought about his threats to watch her every movement. She contemplated calling out from work but in the two years she had been there she had never called out, and she was not sure as shooting she wanted to be in her apartment all day anyway. Sally lingered in the cascade a bit longer letting it heal the sore component part of her trunk and provide a much needed solace for her mind. She finished and dried off and put on some loose comfortable house clothes, and walked into the kitchen, made her coffee and toast. Setting it down on the table she went looking for her laptop, mike had kept it from her this weekend but when she went in her elbow room, there it was on her vanity. She brought it back to the tabular array with her and set it down.

As she went to sit down her eye noticed something in the windowpane sill that made her look up, then her whole body went stiff, it was a blueing gillyflower in a vase on the windowsill with a note attached. It seemed as if he was here in the room and not just a symbol of him. She felt off balance yet again, frightened. After a pickings sometime she shook her question, NO ! how could he do this to her and not even be here. She should just brush off the note, not read it. Ah but what would that accomplish ?

Sally sat down in her chair and just looked at the note, a part of her knew she was going to take it but her fighter side wanted her to just trash it all. She opened the computer and looked for the nearest police station as well as the nearest to her study, she would not reach him the satisfaction of reading his stupid note ! She found the info and typed it into her phone. The unit time she had been sipping her coffee, and struggling to not search at the note of hand as if making eye tangency with the flower was giving in to the man himself. In time, she gave up, she was curious after all ! She picked it up and took a recondite breath, turning the note of hand over and reading what was written in a print that was very much like him ; very pointed and straight. Every"I"dotted and every"T"crossed precisely and perfectly. It simply said :

wisecrack, my love. Do not go to the fuzz, I would be most unpleased with you
and that would make our following meeting that much more strenuous
than I intend it to be. You are just as lovely as I imagined and it has been a
pleasure to get to jazz you. Remember I will be back, and whenever you see
a unity blueness carnation you will get it on that I have been where you are and I am thinking
about you. I will be back for you.

Sincerely Yours.

Sally sat and stared at the bill shaking. next encounter ? ? ! ! He was coming back ? But when ? What if she did go to the cop ? She should, of grade. Pretending in a way that today was a normal day with just a modest errand to run She got quick for workplace, walked to the bus occlusive, got on the bus, and got to act. She shoved the weekend out of her mind, but still had a heavy clock time focusing on the project in front of her if anyone had asked her how hanker it took or what she was wearing, she would not take been able to secern them or carry on her end of any conversation beyond one countersign solvent. fate for her no one talked to her on the bus.

If Sally had known he was watching her through field glasses the whole sunrise she would have been even more unnerved. He had a perspective of her bedroom and the livelihood elbow room, the kitchen was out of his line of sight however, so it was a undecomposed thing she spent a minimal sum of clock time in it. He had watched her backwash up and register the deficiency of restraints, had seen her face when she had seen the Dianthus caryophyllus he had left for her. He had watched as curiosity and repugnance fought with each other over what to do with the heyday. The looks, the steer ignoring of the aim by being busy on her computer, the glance of interest group, until finally the desire to know outweighed the hideous source and she read the note.

He was relived she had chosen to read it. It was a gauge for him to see if she was more slavish or More stubborn. A stubborn charwoman would have just tossed it, in that case he would either deliver to abuse up breeding or forsake it all together, but no she had chosen to read his words, to see what he had to say and while she may hate him, be scared of him, she was teachable.

He followed in his car behind her checking each period along the way to be for sure she did not get off and go to the cop before workplace. He was pretty for sure once at work she would stay till closing, but he wanted to be sure she would wait public treasury evening. He watched her enter the building from a conclusion by parking spot and then drove off to his home to get to his business.

She was almost to knead when she stopped took some cryptic breathing place and tried to coach herself on acting rule. There was no one at work she was close enough with to share this with. There was no one she was fold to now that she thought about it. She had a random thought wondering why she locked her front door if this stranger can still get in what dispute does her locking it make. She shook her headway steadied herself and proceeded the little space to wreak. Determined to be normal she looked at the receptionist.

"Hi,"and stopped mid-sentence, there it was ; on Laura's receipt desk mocking her, a patrician carnation in a vase
.
"sallying forth ?"

"Umm Yeah sorry, Hi Laura, hey where did the flower come from ?"

"I don't know, it just showed up with teaching that it was to go on the receptionist's desk for someone special. Wyrd Huh ?"

"Yeah, weird."

"sallying forth you okay ? You look like you had a rough weekend."

"Oh I am ok, just did too much and did not get decent rest. I will be better tomorrow I promise."Sally smiled and walked off to her kiosk, not for certain but felt like she must be 3 shades paler than pattern. He really knew how to get to her !

She sat down and started looking over the days labor. She had a desk job working for the nation which was neither glamourous nor horrifying. It was a job, steady, with benefits and just what Sally liked she did her job and was pretty much left alone, except for the paperwork being pushed from one division and back and everything have to be in triplicate, the job was perfect for her.

Once at her desk her thought flittered back to the flower, she absently turned her data processor on checked her emails, but she could not stop over thinking : He knew where she worked and where she lived. He had said he would be watching her. Didn't he have a job ? Why was he bothering her ? The telephone on her desk rang breaking her out of her blue funk and forcing her to put on a cheerful look and see what the person on the other end wanted. The morning was spent on the versatile project and the required small public lecture around the office, a scorecard was signed for a crazy co-worker she barely knew, short affair had cancer. All the while her psyche flittered back to what action if any she was going to take. She wondered why she was contemplating not taking any, she did not like him but going to the cop seemed so bothersome. Then to induce to put Book to everything that happened was not the most likeable opinion at the moment.

She had lunch delivered and ate at her desk. She had forgotten her record book, but she had early matter on her psyche. Working it out she thought what would she separate a friend if they were in this situation and came for advice ? Why she would insist they got to the copper and would ram them there. This was no different. She had decided, she had to go to the cops after work, she could not inhabit like this. She checked her phone to assure herself that she had the information and decided she would go to the one closest to her house. She told the chronicle in her foreland, and even wrote down a few key points she wanted to be sure to get across. She hated the sentiment of having to excuse what happened to her, and wondered again why her.

While sortie worked Mike arranged his day and calendar week, first he called the cleaners and arranged to meet them at quip's apartment at 1pm to clean the apartment he explained he wanted it detailed, curtains, couch, beauty everything and in two hours. They were sending 4 people maybe more he was paying well.

His second ordering of patronage was to get info for this week's pick up from the Institute. He logged into his secure New World chat, and typed :

"Do you have the information requested ?"

He waited a bit, he knew the receptionist saw it right away and would then contact the person he needed to chit-chat with and that usually took a few minutes soon the reply came back.

"Yes, This is a job for a man named Cyrus, you may call back him you brought his kickoff wife here for education."

"Vaguly, Persian right ?"

"Yeah, he trusts you and wants you to convey his second wife with the sympathy that this is a bodyguard detail as well as bringing us the girl."

"Why is the bodyguard significant ? I need to know what I am getting into. You know that means arming the cowcatcher and crew right ?"

"Yes, something they pay well for. Why the bodyguard condition is this : Cyrus had a girl who was married off and within a year his daughter died at the hired hand of her husband. Cyrus the Younger found out that the same man was arranging a man and wife within six months of his daughter dying. He felt disrespected by such a short grieving period and that the man was unfit to be a hubby. Cyrus found the family of the girl and offered a better arranging. He wanted to keep her out of the hands of his former son in law. Now the son in law is angry and threatening her, her family, and him so she is being sent out of the country. She is XV and is coming to be educated not trained so much."

"So is she cooperative or will she try to win over me to let her bunk ?"

"Yes she is conjunct, she knows she is coming to learn how to run a household and entertain guests from dissimilar regions as an accomplished air hostess as well as read and drop a line Farsi and English, and not to be used. She will be wearing the niqab, or, so you will have to ingest somebody search her well. She has not been touched by a man yet so they will be suspicious of you, but you handled his 1st wife who was not so consonant at the fourth dimension that is why you were requested."

Mike was not a fan of the niqab. They could hide anything under it. He had been in Arab commonwealth enough to know the deviation between the niqab and the burka although few Americans did, or bothered to. He texted the pilot and told him to get a distaff gang member that could speak Persian fluently, and that this would be a bodyguard as well as expatriation job. It was the pilot burner job to get the crowd and inform them. It was a rolling crew, but a flight of steps like this required four pilot light and 8 crowd fellow member. 2 cowcatcher and 4 crew members would be awake and working while the others rested at all sentence usually the duty period were 8-10 hours depending on the flight sentence. No one flew tired, tired meant misapprehension. Other than having two female crew member who could speak Farsi, the bunch would be picked from 20 people who worked with mike. If a crew had flown on the last pick-up they did not fly on this one. They were paid a earnings then special every clock time they flew, more if it was a bodyguard situation as this was.

If the flying was leaving from San Francisco the institute would have taken precaution of all the transcription, but the crew that flew out of Colorado was his duty, paid for by the institute. Usually this crew worked with him sometimes he loaned them out to former expatriation experts that were living nearby, but he liked having the same crew member rotated in and out and knowing who would be on board.

"Okay I will leave tonight hopefully by 10 make sure the papers are in order at the aerodrome, we will stay the required 24 time of day for ease and tell Cyrus the Younger I will pick up his married woman Thursday 10am local time. We will get to San Francisco at 7 pm Thursday local anaesthetic time and we will bring a cab in unless you want someone to nibble her up."

"No a cab is fine.

"okay then. See you in four days. I assume my pay will be in the bank in 24 hours."

"Of class, Mike we appreciate you consulting with us."

His consulting firm was on the up and up taxis wise. He was not for certain what the law would say about his"Transport"business. He ensured the safety and delivery of adult female from their guardians to The Institute. These cleaning woman were all signed over to the institute by their families and/or Husbands for specific educational purpose. Some of those were to learn how to dish out sexually and some were instruct how to run a large household well so as to promote their marriage prospects. It was an etiquette schooling on steroid hormone. These female child every bm was orchestrated usually. Some husbands wanted freaks and fornicatress and sent their second or third wives here to become the family company favor. In addition there was an actual very good buck private education component which again was prescribed and approved by the female's guardians.

The shoal for son was across the urban center and he had done some guarding of boys being sent by their dominate better half to hear how to dish them better. Usually his Service were required because the lord did not bank his sub/property until they was trained, once trained they usually flew home unaccompanied. The families were of all races, but it did bring him to the midriff due east and Asian nation often.

microphone was worried about his progress with Sally. What if she suddenly got the nerve to go to the cops and he was halfway around the world. sigh it was a danger he would take to need kind of. He called a heyday shop and arranged for one blue gillyflower to be delivered to her every day at unlike fourth dimension through Saturday at different piazza, her doorstop with no distinction no vase, outside the police station on the ground, even left at her bus hitch, random places to ca-ca it appear he had his eye on her.

When it was fourth dimension he left to see the dry cleaners at Sally's apartment, just in case she was successful in going to the cops he need it all cleaned he made sure the piece of paper were changed out with ones he had bought on the way and took all the bed clothing on the bed to a cleaners close by where she could pick them up. When he came back to supervise the cleaners and to add photographic camera to the house. His vantage point was good at his lilliputian flat, but had blind floater and he wanted to be able to correspond in on her while he was gone.

After that he made arrangement and waited for sally to get off so he could take after and see what happened.
Sally had decided to go to the pig and when the piece of work day was done, there was no Thomas More sign of blasphemous prime so she hopped on the bus resolute in her determination. She had picked the post that was closest to a bus blockage and also was the one closest to her house. Determined that this was the set choice she got off and proceeded to walk the shortly distance. She had convinced herself that he would deliver no way of knowing, really. He was bluffing. She was scared for no reason. Once in the station the cops could take care of this right ? There were fingermark. There was grounds, this would work out.

She rounded the niche to the chief entry and started up the front stairs, when she saw it. A single blue Dianthus caryophyllus with a preeminence taped to it. She stopped perfectly in her tracks, No ! There was no way ! With shaky stride she approached the Dianthus caryophyllus laying on the soil and picked it up and flipped it over to see the note. In the same handwriting it simply said :

Are you making a good decision, pet ?

Sally walked quickly back down the step with the clove pink and government note in hired hand. She was on the verge of tears, NOOO ! ! This could not be happening her head was screaming. She leaned against the construction and told herself to just pass off, she threw the clove pink down on the ground. When she got herself under control condition she started to think, he could get left that this sunrise, he knew where she lived, where the closest law station was, there was no way he knew she was there now, and the law could assist right ? She wondered if they could, she had been attacked, but what could they do really ?

Well there was only one way to find out so Sally got her nerve up again and walked into the police station and asked to mouth with someone, preferably a female cop. They asked her to fill out soma, but she insisted on public speaking to a dame cop first. The showtime cop seemed bothered but went to see who was available. The doorway opened and Sally glanced back taking in the cycle messenger waking in. Her heart skipped a beat and her breath seemed to leave her when she saw, he was carrying a blue Dianthus caryophyllus. The messenger rang the bell and waited with his paperwork setting the flower on the desk. Sally gathered herself and tried to take a breather. He Knew ! Sally mustered her courage.

"That is a pretty flower."She pulled it closer to her and smelled it looking at the wag while she did so."The wheel messenger was uninterested, but sortie saw what she needed to. The handwriting. It was him.

"Can you sign please, I am in a hurry"

"Who is this to ?"

"The station"

"huh, that's nice"The cop said to no one in particular, and looked up as the door chimed and saw Sally walking out as fast as she could out the threshold. He shrugged and went back to doing whatever it was he had been doing.

quip knew she was in trouble. He was watching her. He KNEW. He had warned her. What was she going to do ? Sally made her way home not really registering the walk back to the bus hitch or the drive back to her flat. She wondered if he was going to be there. When was he coming for her ? Sally looked at her place logically and wondered what in reality she could do. If he was watching her, and he seemed to be, then moving was out of the question, he would just come after her. Entering her apartment things seemed different. She looked around and there was a low Dianthus caryophyllus in the animation way with a note.

Sally, I took the impropriety of having the place cleaned professionally. You may pluck up your old mantle and sheets at the cleaner indicated on the receipt tomorrow, in the interim I have provided new I for tonight. Please do comport yourself between now and then.

quip was too old-hat mentally from the whole ordeal to even be mad, she made dinner party and went to bed other and done in by all that had transpired.

Mike had in fact been watching the whole time. He saw Sally exit the constabulary post the number 1 time then accede it again. The bike messenger had been sitting by his car waiting teaching and when she went in the second time. microphone gave the bike messenger the note and flower and told him to get a signature and to put the vase down close to the young woman with the carte facing her. He had wanted there to be no doubt in her mind who the flower was from. He was disappointed his first subject matter had not hit base, he thought that the first one would be enough. The messenger reported what had happened and got paid for his fourth dimension and a prissy tip, mike was relieved she had not talked to the cops, even though he had taken attention of the theory. It was disappointing to him that the messenger was needed at all. He was not surprised, just determined that the moral he taught would be learned. He needed to frequent for his future visit and plan it out. He had planned on stretching the training out, but he thought maybe he needed to hurry up his plans.

Today was Monday, peck up was on Thursday, and they needed 24 minute between landing and flying again so they would allow for Tonight, fly into wed., sleep, pick up freight Thursday, fly home, deliver freight, home, sleep. Depending on how tired he was on Saturday he may look in on her without her knowledge. He hoped the Institute understood when he asked for a month off to drop with sally. They had other transportation experts, but he had a certain report with the more difficult unity, they always came into the institute meek and quiet after 24 hours with mike. It made the Institute's job easier.

The flight over was uneventful, and Mike checked on Sally through the cameras he had set up. There were various times he wished he was not working, but working on her. Ah well enough time for that. Traveling had become a task, it could be exhausting, but he did like the different life-style. During his arrest he went and walked around taking in some local anesthetic sites, but mostly slept and waited until they could fly out again, with their cargo.
At the appointed time a Mercedes drove chisel into the hanger with. microphone wondered absently if it was bullet train substantiation which seemed to be the new thing with this class of node. The device driver got out and opened the doorway behind his and the client emerged. As he walked toward Mike the driver was going around to the other slope. The hubby seemed protective of his charge seemingly unconsciously positioning himself between microphone's pedigree of quite a little and the young mission he had yet to see.

"hello, I am Badi ,. I am thankful you will be accompanying my lovely wife. I do ask that you please be heedful. The man who wanted her, is very furious, I do not know what he will do."

"We will do our scoop to keep her prophylactic, and lend her back to you an educated and all-around woman."

"Yes of course, she will not cause any problems but there is one thing."

"What is that ?"Mike was getting mentally fix, the ones who told him it would be comfortable, their women were accommodative always caused hunch with Mike, if they were so good, then why ask for him, why use the Institute at all ?

"She is scared of men. She is very shy. Please be aware of that. I have talked to her she understands that she is going to get an Education, and there will not be any sex money box she comes home, but she is still leery. Any sudden touching and she will probably cry."

"Ah thanks for the promontory up. She will be OK. mike motioned over the female bunch appendage who was also Farsi. He had her wait for his signal by the woodworking plane as business organization was done by the male person first then the females came when called.

"Shiva here will be with your new bride, she will search her, and when we circuit card it will be her and Azar who will tend to her. Both girls are Irani, and know Persian, and have been trained at the institute so they will be able to answer questions."

Badi seemed pleased at this extra arrangement, there was a reason he asked for Mike, he had heard account of the other transporters, mike was all line. He waved his hand without turning around. Quickly the child and the device driver appeared at his incline.

"Qamar this is Siva who will be frisking you as we discussed and she will also be with you on the carpenter's plane. The man is Mike he is the escort who will attach to you to the institute."

Switching to English Badi then turned to microphone"Mike, Shiva this is my Saint Brigid please be deliberate with her."He patted the girl's head very much like a father would and gently pushed her toward Shiva.

The women introduced herself to both in their language and took the hand of the girl. The two went off to the side and Varisha checked her for weapons then they boarded the plane. microphone hung back with the husband to allow the lady fourth dimension to get settled and to resolve any shoemaker's last moment motion. After goodbyes were said Badi singled the driver. Swiftly the room access to the hinder keister opened and Badi climbed in.

On the plane microphone let Qamar sit in a different subdivision of the planer so he did not cause her so skittish, she seemed quick to absquatulate if he looked at her, so he wanted her to relax. He left orders that only female members of the crew were to come on her and to draw trusted she slept, slipping her a drug if necessary.

She was obviously high-pitched strung. As it turned out once Mike left her alone and all the men disappeared she seemed to relax and even tattle to the cleaning lady a bit, soon drifting off to sleep. Again he checked on Sally when the metre changes were slump and she had not really done anything since Mon. He knew her carnations were getting to her, because he would see them in the methamphetamine that was good she had to be thinking about him then.

The flight was smooth and getting through airport security was loose since everything had been sent on ahead and checked so they just verified the ID's and processed the passports. In the cab on the way to The Institute Qamar was nervous, but not objectionable. mike wanted to calm her dispirited, but figured there was not much he could do being a male, and given her bringing up so he left her alone and the trip from the drome was very serenity. He texted the Institute to let them know they were on their way.

Once inside the teachers came out and took Qumar to her new way, which was bound to be very luxurious given her kinfolk and microphone sought out an instructor friend.

The instructor had a separate offstage when they were off responsibility so microphone went to his room first, and was in luck.

"Oren hey how are you ?"

"Hey microphone ! You on a bringing ?"

"Yeah just dropped her off. How's the biography ?"

"Hey I get paid for being a cocksucker and fucking women, it's a dependable life."Oren laughed

microphone smiled It was a life-time he had enjoyed once and the pay was not bad as he recalled, although he got paid a lot more as a consultant/body guard.

"I got a projection coming up, a custom job for me. I just taught her some basics, but she needs more prison term. Besides her basement suite is not done being built yet."

"Oh, Mike, you got ta let me in on this !"

"Maybe you can get along determine her sometime once she is at my house while I am on a job, but Oren, no touch, just face, If I let you."

"Man mike we used to share them all."

"Yeah call me sentimental."

"I need to not be disturbed next weekend is that possible ? I was going to wait another hebdomad, but she did not behave."

"Why not station her here ? We can get her obedient in no time while your basement is being built."

"Oren, I like the brain games I like watching them struggle with their new world and coming to terms with it in one licking after another, that I am their new humans. I want my own special cutaneous senses, my friend and I don't want anyone else touching her till I say."

"poor girl, your touch is rough."

"Ah she will be consummate once I get her under control."

"I have a girl that could use your singular talent on the unwilling if you want to get off."

"Not this clock time, Oren. Thanks though. I am going to equip myself with some new physical object I saw in the store and then hop a plane rest home, I got ta chip on my undertaking. ``

"All right, well maybe next time."Oren missed training girls with mike. They made a good tag squad.

Mike spent time at the storage going over the severity of sally's transactions and picking out just the right method of penalty. By the meter he was done he was excited about the next weekend with his project.

On the flight of stairs home he thought of Sally and all the new matter he and bought to try out on her.

Once at his foot of operations, mike slept, checked on Sally, she was asleep, but her bedroom light was on….nightmares perhaps ? microphone knew that was probably dependable, but wished there was another way to get inside a person's head teacher. They seemed to always induce nightmares. On the way from the aerodrome he has stopped by, used his key and placed a few carnation here and there in the apartment just to give certainly she remembered there was no getting away and that there would be a time for atonement. He was going to instruct her who was in flush on Friday. Mike went shopping for food and other odds and ends to wee sure he was ready .