Chapter Four : In between times

Monday

The alarm rang and Sally woke up, turned it off as fear seemed to wash over her and for a secondly she was not sure why ; then it all came back to her, the infringement, and the stranger every item of the weekend. She looked at her clock realizing she had not set the alarm, but it had been set for her and correctly, how did he know what time to set it for ?

Her thoughts were all jumbled as she got up, trying to figure out what she should do, feeling like she was operating like a robot in robotic mode, she went to the kitchen to get the coffee then went into the bath to take a foresighted shower. She used this time to call up, first of all she just wanted to make this all go away, wanted it to be a bad pipe dream. That was not possible it was existent, there were aches and pain in the ass all over her body that told her in fact it was very veridical. The hot piss flowed over her and she thought about what she should do next. She should go to the copper of course. Why wouldn't she ? He had to have left a bunch of fingerprints. She thought about his menace to watch her every move. She contemplated calling out from workplace 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 rain shower a bit longer letting it heal the sore office of her body and put up a much needed solace for her psyche. She finished and dried off and put on some loose easy mansion clothes, and walked into the kitchen, made her coffee and toast. Setting it down on the table she went looking for her laptop computer, microphone had kept it from her this weekend but when she went in her elbow room, there it was on her chest of drawers. She brought it back to the table with her and set it down.

As she went to sit down her eye noticed something in the windowpane sill that made her take care up, then her unanimous consistency went cockeyed, it was a blue gillyflower in a vase on the windowsill with a banker's bill 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 taking erstwhile she shook her heading, NO ! how could he do this to her and not even be here. She should just ignore the preeminence, not study it. Ah but what would that accomplish ?

crack sat down in her chair and just looked at the note, a part of her knew she was going to study it but her fighter face wanted her to just trash it all. She opened the computing machine and looked for the closest police place as well as the nearest to her work, she would not give him the expiation of reading his poor fish banker's bill ! She found the information and typed it into her phone. The unhurt time she had been sipping her coffee, and struggling to not look at the tone as if making eye link 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 mystifying breath, turning the bank note 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 :

Sally, my love. Do not go to the fuzz, I would be most unpleased with you
and that would make our next clash 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 cognize you. think I will be back, and whenever you see
a single blue Dianthus caryophyllus you will have it away 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 notation shaking. Next encounter ? ? ! ! He was coming back ? But when ? What if she did go to the copper ? She should, of line. Pretending in a way that today was a normal day with just a modest errand to run She got set up for work, walked to the bus blockage, got on the bus, and got to go. She shoved the weekend out of her mind, but still had a hard time focusing on the chore in front of her if anyone had asked her how prospicient it took or what she was wearing, she would not sustain been capable to tell them or conduct on her end of any conversation beyond one word solvent. Luck for her no one talked to her on the bus.

If wisecrack had known he was watching her through opera glasses the totally morn she would deliver been even more unnerved. He had a opinion of her bedchamber and the life elbow room, the kitchen was out of his line of muckle however, so it was a good matter she spent a minimal amount of time in it. He had watched her wake up and register the lack of simpleness, had seen her face when she had seen the carnation he had left for her. He had watched as curiosity and repugnance fought with each other over what to do with the flower. The looks, the pointed ignoring of the object by being busy on her estimator, the glance of interest, until finally the desire to have it off outweighed the horrid author and she read the note.

He was relived she had chosen to read it. It was a calibre for him to see if she was more submissive or more stubborn. A stubborn charwoman would have just tossed it, in that case he would either have to step up training or forsake it all together, but no she had chosen to show his row, 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 full stop along the way to be indisputable she did not get off and go to the cops before study. He was pretty sure once at oeuvre she would last out till close, but he wanted to be sure she would waitress till evening. He watched her enter the edifice from a conclusion by parking maculation and then drove off to his home to get to his business.

She was almost to work when she stopped took some cryptical hint and tried to train herself on acting normal. There was no one at work she was faithful enough with to share this with. There was no one she was close to now that she thought about it. She had a random thought wondering why she locked her battlefront doorway if this stranger can still get in what deviation does her locking it spend a penny. She shook her head steadied herself and proceeded the short-change distance to work. Determined to be normal she looked at the receptionist.

"Hi,"and stopped mid-sentence, there it was ; on Laura's reception desk mocking her, a blue air carnation in a vase
.
"Sally ?"

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

"I don't know, it just showed up with instruction manual that it was to go on the receptionist's desk for mortal special. Weird Huh ?"

"Yeah, weird."

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

"Oh I am fine, just did too a good deal and did not get enough sopor. I will be better tomorrow I promise."sortie smiled and walked off to her cubicle, not certainly but felt like she must be 3 shades paler than normal. He really knew how to get to her !

She sat down and started looking over the sidereal day tasks. She had a desk job working for the Department of State which was neither glamourous nor horrible. It was a job, steady, with welfare and just what Sally liked she did her job and was pretty a lot left alone, except for the paperwork being pushed from one partition and back and everything have to be in triplicate, the job was perfect for her.

Once at her desk her thoughts flittered back to the flower, she absently turned her information processing system on checked her electronic mail, but she could not kibosh 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 phone on her desk rang breaking her out of her Funk and forcing her to put on a cheerful grimace and see what the person on the other end wanted. The morning was spent on the assorted tasks and the required lowly talk around the government agency, a add-in was signed for a sick co-worker she barely knew, poor thing had genus Cancer. All the while her creative thinker flittered back to what action if any she was going to get. She wondered why she was contemplating not taking any, she did not like him but going to the pig seemed so galling. Then to have to put words to everything that happened was not the most sympathetic thinking at the moment.

She had luncheon delivered and ate at her desk. She had forgotten her book, but she had other things on her mind. Working it out she thought what would she evidence a friend if they were in this situation and came for advice ? Why she would importune they got to the pig and would drive them there. This was no different. She had decided, she had to go to the pig after work, she could not inhabit like this. She checked her speech sound to assure herself that she had the information and decided she would go to the one closest to her household. She told the floor in her psyche, and even wrote down a few key power point she wanted to be for certain to cover. She hated the mentation of having to explain what happened to her, and wondered again why her.

While wisecrack worked Mike arranged his day and week, first he called the cleaners and arranged to meet them at Sally's apartment at 1pm to clean the apartment he explained he wanted it detailed, curtains, frame, smasher everything and in two hours. They were sending 4 the great unwashed maybe more he was paying well.

His indorsement fiat of business was to get data for this week's pick up from the Institute. He logged into his secure 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 individual he needed to claver with and that usually took a few min soon the answer came back.

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

"Vaguly, Iranian right wing ?"

"Yeah, he trusts you and wants you to bring in his second wife with the understanding that this is a escort detail as well as bringing us the girl."

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

"Yes, something they pay well for. Why the escort status is this : Cyrus had a girl who was married off and within a year his girl died at the custody of her hubby. Cyrus the Younger found out that the same man was arranging a wedding within six months of his daughter dying. He felt disrespected by such a short grieving period and that the man was indispose to be a husband. Cyrus found the kin of the missy and offered a better arrangement. He wanted to prevent her out of the hands of his late son in law. Now the son in law is tempestuous 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 accommodative or will she try to convince me to let her escape ?"

"Yes she is cooperative, she knows she is coming to learn how to run a household and entertain guest from different regions as an accomplished hostess as well as read and spell Farsi and English, and not to be used. She will be wearing the niqab, or, so you will take in to make person lookup her fountainhead. She has not been touched by a man yet so they will be suspicious of you, but you handled his beginning wife who was not so agreeable at the clip 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 countries enough to know the difference between the niqab and the burka although few Americans did, or bothered to. He texted the pilot and told him to get a female crew member that could speak Persian fluently, and that this would be a bodyguard as well as Transportation job. It was the pilots job to get the crew and inform them. It was a rolling crew, but a escape like this required four pilots and 8 bunch fellow member. 2 buffer and 4 crew fellow member would be alive and working while the others rested at all multiplication usually the shifts were 8-10 hours depending on the flight of stairs time. No one flew tired, tire meant fault. former than having two female crowd phallus who could talk Farsi, the crew 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 salary then extra every time they flew, Sir Thomas More if it was a bodyguard situation as this was.

If the flight was leaving from San Francisco the institute would feature taken care of all the transcription, but the work party that flew out of Colorado was his responsibility, paid for by the institute. Usually this work party worked with him sometimes he loaned them out to former transportation experts that were living nearby, but he liked having the Lapplander crew penis rotated in and out and knowing who would be on gameboard.

"okey I will leave tonight hopefully by 10 brand sure enough the composition are in gild at the airdrome, we will abide the required 24 hours for rest and tell Cyrus I will foot up his married woman Thursday 10am topical anaesthetic time. We will get to San Francisco at 7 pm Thursday topical anaesthetic time and we will institute a cab in unless you want somebody to pick her up."

"No a cab is fine.

"okeh then. See you in four Clarence Shepard Day Jr.. I assume my pay will be in the bank building in 24 hours."

"Of course, microphone we appreciate you consulting with us."

His consulting firm was on the up and up taxes wise. He was not sure enough what the law would say about his"tape transport"business. He ensured the safety and delivery of char from their guardians to The Institute. These women were all signed over to the institute by their families and/or Husbands for specific educational purposes. Some of those were to learn how to serve sexually and some were teach how to run a prominent household well so as to further their marriage candidate. It was an etiquette school on steroid. These female child every movement was orchestrated usually. Some husband wanted addict and trollop and sent their second or tertiary married woman here to get the home party party favor. In addition there was an existent very dear private education component which again was prescribed and approved by the female person's guardians.

The school for boys was across the city and he had done some guarding of boy being sent by their dominate partner to learn how to serve them advantageously. Usually his services were required because the superior did not confide his sub/property until they was trained, once trained they usually flew home unaccompanied. The kinsfolk were of all backwash, but it did contribute him to the center East and Asian res publica often.

Mike was worried about his advancement with quip. What if she suddenly got the nerve to go to the cops and he was halfway around the populace. Sigh it was a risk of infection he would own to shoot variety of. He called a flower shop class and arranged for one drear carnation to be delivered to her every day at unlike times through Saturday at different topographic point, her doorstop with no note no vase, outside the constabulary place on the ground, even left at her bus closure, random post to constitute it appear he had his eye on her.

When it was time he left to meet the 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 sheets were changed out with ones he had bought on the way and took all the litter on the bed to a cleaner close by where she could piece them up. When he came back to monitor the cleaners and to add tv camera to the planetary house. His advantage distributor point was well at his small apartment, but had blind smirch and he wanted to be able-bodied to check in on her while he was gone.

After that he made arrangements and waited for Sally to get off so he could follow and see what happened.
Sally had decided to go to the copper and when the work day was done, there was no Sir Thomas More sign of blueing prime so she hopped on the bus resolute in her decision. She had picked the place that was closest to a bus stay and also was the one closest to her house. Determined that this was the sort out choice she got off and proceeded to walk the scant distance. She had convinced herself that he would have no way of knowing, really. He was bluffing. She was scared for no cause. Once in the station the cops could direct tutelage of this right ? There were fingerprint. There was evidence, this would shape out.

She rounded the corner to the main entranceway and started up the front stairs, when she saw it. A single blue carnation with a tone taped to it. She stopped dead in her tracks, No ! There was no way ! With wonky footmark she approached the gillyflower laying on the ground and picked it up and flipped it over to see the notation. In the same handwriting it simply said :

Are you making a right decision, pet ?

crack walked quickly back down the step with the clove pink and government note in helping hand. She was on the threshold of rip, NOOO ! ! This could not be happening her principal was screaming. She leaned against the building and told herself to just breathe, she threw the carnation down on the undercoat. When she got herself under dominance she started to believe, he could have left that this morning, he knew where she lived, where the airless police place was, there was no way he knew she was there now, and the law could help right ? She wondered if they could, she had been attacked, but what could they do really ?

Well there was only one way to witness out so Sally got her boldness up again and walked into the law station and asked to speak with someone, preferably a female cop. They asked her to replete out bod, but she insisted on speaking to a gentlewoman cop first. The first cop seemed bothered but went to see who was available. The threshold 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 dark clove pink. The messenger rang the campana and waited with his paperwork setting the heyday on the desk. Sally gathered herself and tried to catch one's breath. 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 bike messenger was uninterested, but sally saw what she needed to. The script. 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 doorway. He shrugged and went back to doing whatever it was he had been doing.

Sally 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 habitation not really registering the walk back to the bus plosive speech sound or the ride back to her flat. She wondered if he was going to be there. When was he coming for her ? Sally looked at her position logically and wondered what in realness she could do. If he was watching her, and he seemed to be, then moving was out of the query, he would just stick to her. Entering her apartment matter seemed different. She looked around and there was a blue carnation in the sustenance room with a note.

Sally, I took the familiarity of having the place cleaned professionally. You may pick up your old blankets and rag at the cleaner indicated on the receipt tomorrow, in the meantime I have provided new 1 for tonight. please do behave yourself between now and then.

sortie was too tired mentally from the whole ordeal to even be mad, she made dinner party and went to bed former and done in by all that had transpired.

microphone had in fact been watching the whole sentence. He saw sally exit the police force station the maiden time then insert it again. The wheel courier had been sitting by his car waiting instruction and when she went in the second time. Mike gave the cycle courier the note of hand and blossom and told him to get a theme song and to put the vase down close to the girlfriend with the card facing her. He had wanted there to be no uncertainty in her idea who the peak was from. He was disappointed his first message had not hit domicile, he thought that the first one would be enough. The messenger reported what had happened and got paid for his time and a nice tip, microphone was relieved she had not talked to the cop, even though he had taken charge of the possibility. It was disappointing to him that the courier was needed at all. He was not surprised, just determined that the deterrent example he taught would be learned. He needed to give away for his next visit and architectural plan it out. He had planned on stretching the education out, but he thought maybe he needed to belt along up his plans.

Today was Monday, pick up was on Thursday, and they needed 24 minute between landing and flying again so they would leave behind Tonight, fly into wed., rest, find fault up cargo Thursday, fly plate, deliver freight, home, sopor. Depending on how tired he was on Saturday he may look in on her without her noesis. He hoped the Institute understood when he asked for a calendar month off to spend with sortie. They had other transportation experts, but he had a sure repute with the more difficult ones, they always came into the institute meek and quiet after 24 time of day 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 several times he wished he was not working, but working on her. Ah well enough time for that. Traveling had become a chore, it could be exhausting, but he did like the different lifestyles. During his stay he went and walked around taking in some local internet site, but mostly slept and waited until they could fly out again, with their cargo.
At the appointed clock time a Mercedes drove chisel into the hanger with. mike wondered absently if it was bullet trial impression which seemed to be the new thing with this class of client. The driver got out and opened the doorway behind his and the client emerged. As he walked toward Mike the number one wood was going around to the other incline. The husband seemed protective of his charge seemingly unconsciously positioning himself between Mike's line of sight and the young charge he had yet to see.

"Hello, I am Badi ,. I am grateful you will be accompanying my lovely married woman. I do ask that you please be deliberate. The man who wanted her, is very angry, I do not sleep together what he will do."

"We will do our comfortably to maintain her safe, and contribute her back to you an educated and well-rounded woman."

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

"What is that ?"mike was getting mentally cook, the ones who told him it would be easily, their women were concerted always caused suspicion with microphone, if they were so estimable, 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 pedagogy, and there will not be any sex till she comes household, but she is still leery. Any sudden touching and she will probably cry."

"Ah thanks for the heads up. She will be mulct. Mike motioned over the female person work party member who was also Irani. He had her wait for his signal by the plane as business was done by the male person first then the females came when called.

"Shiva here will be with your young Saint Bride, she will search her, and when we gameboard it will be her and Azar who will incline to her. Both girls are Irani, and cognise Farsi, and have been trained at the institute so they will be able to resolve questions."

Badi seemed pleased at this additional arrangement, there was a reason he asked for Mike, he had heard stories of the other transporter, mike was all stage business. He waved his hand without turning around. Quickly the child and the driver appeared at his side.

"Qamar this is Shiva who will be frisking you as we discussed and she will also be with you on the plane. The man is mike he is the bodyguard who will come with you to the institute."

Switching to English Badi then turned to mike"mike, Siva this is my bride please be careful with her."He patted the fille's head a great deal like a Fatherhood would and gently pushed her toward Shiva.

The women introduced herself to both in their oral communication and took the manus of the missy. The two went off to the side and Varisha checked her for weapons then they boarded the plane. mike hung back with the husband to let the ladies sentence to get settled and to do any go minute inquiry. After cheerio were said Badi singled the driver. Swiftly the doorway to the back hindquarters opened and Badi climbed in.

On the plane Mike let Qamar sit in a different discussion section of the plane so he did not make her so anxious, she seemed ready to bolt if he looked at her, so he wanted her to relax. He left orders that only female member of the crew were to draw close her and to draw trusted she slept, slipping her a drug if necessary.

She was obviously richly strung. As it turned out once mike left her alone and all the men disappeared she seemed to unbend and even talk to the woman a bit, soon drifting off to catch some Z's. Again he checked on sallying forth when the time changes were correct and she had not really done anything since Monday. He knew her gillyflower were getting to her, because he would see them in the trash that was dear she had to be thinking about him then.

The flying was smooth and getting through airport security was leisurely 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 tranquillize her belt down, but figured there was not much he could do being a male, and given her upbringing so he left her alone and the slip from the drome was very serenity. He texted the Institute to let them screw they were on their way.

Once inside the teacher came out and took Qumar to her new room, which was bound to be very luxurious given her house and Mike sought out an teacher friend.

The instructors had a separate wing when they were off duty so Mike went to his room first, and was in luck.

"Oren hey how are you ?"

"Hey Mike ! You on a delivery ?"

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

"Hey I get paid for being a bastard and have intercourse women, it's a effective life."Oren laughed

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

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

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

"Maybe you can come watch her sometime once she is at my business firm while I am on a job, but Oren, no touch, just look, If I let you."

"Man microphone we used to share them all."

"Yeah foretell me sentimental."

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

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

"Oren, I like the mind games I like watching them struggle with their new reality and coming to terms with it in one frustration after another, that I am their new humanity. I want my own special touch, my Friend and I don't want anyone else touching her till I say."

"poor people girl, your touch is rough."

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

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

"Not this meter, Oren. Thanks though. I am going to equip myself with some new objects I saw in the store and then hop a plane rest home, I got ta check on my project. ``

"All rightfulness, well maybe next time."Oren missed training girl with mike. They made a dear tag team.

mike spent clock time at the store going over the rigourousness of Sally's transactions and picking out just the right methods of punishment. By the time he was done he was excited about the adjacent weekend with his project.

On the flight of stairs home base he thought of sallying forth and all the new things he and bought to try out on her.

Once at his theme of operations, Mike slept, checked on Sally, she was asleep, but her bedroom light was on….nightmares perhaps ? Mike knew that was probably true, but wished there was another way to get inside a person's head. They seemed to always deliver nightmares. On the way from the airport he has stopped by, used his key and placed a few carnations here and there in the apartment just to make certainly she remembered there was no getting away and that there would be a time for satisfaction. He was going to teach her who was in charge on Friday. mike went shopping for intellectual nourishment and early odds and ends to piddle sure he was make .