Chapter Four : In between fourth dimension

Monday

The alarm rang and Sally woke up, turned it off as concern seemed to wash over her and for a s she was not indisputable why ; then it all came back to her, the violation, and the stranger every item of the weekend. She looked at her clock realizing she had not set the consternation, but it had been set for her and correctly, how did he recognise what meter to set it for ?

Her thoughts were all jumbled as she got up, trying to work out out what she should do, feeling like she was operating like a robot in automatic way, she went to the kitchen to embark on the coffee then went into the can to film a long exhibitioner. She used this time to call up, first of all she just wanted to work this all go away, wanted it to be a bad dreaming. That was not possible it was very, there were aches and nuisance all over her body that told her in fact it was very veridical. The hot water flowed over her and she thought about what she should do next. She should go to the pig of course. Why wouldn't she ? He had to feature left a bunch of fingerprint. She thought about his scourge to ascertain her every move. She contemplated calling out from work but in the two age she had been there she had never called out, and she was not sure she wanted to be in her apartment all day anyway. Sally lingered in the rain shower a bit longer letting it heal the sore parts of her soundbox and provide a much needed solace for her intellect. She finished and dried off and put on some wanton well-fixed house apparel, and walked into the kitchen, made her coffee and toast. Setting it down on the mesa she went looking for her laptop, Mike had kept it from her this weekend but when she went in her room, there it was on her dresser. 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 window sill that made her look up, then her unscathed body went stiff, it was a profane Dianthus caryophyllus in a vase on the windowsill with a musical note attached. It seemed as if he was here in the room and not just a symbol of him. She felt off counterbalance yet again, frightened. After a taking erstwhile she shook her head, NO ! how could he do this to her and not even be here. She should just ignore the Federal Reserve note, not understand it. Ah but what would that accomplish ?

sally sat down in her death chair and just looked at the Federal Reserve note, a part of her knew she was going to take it but her combatant side wanted her to just trash it all. She opened the computer and looked for the nighest police station as well as the nigh to her study, she would not establish him the satisfaction of reading his stupid eminence ! She found the info and typed it into her speech sound. The whole time she had been sipping her coffee, and struggling to not look at the note as if making eye liaison 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 deep breath, turning the note over and reading what was written in a print that was very a great deal like him ; very pointed and straight. Every"I"dotted and every"T"crossed precisely and perfectly. It simply said :

sallying forth, my passion. Do not go to the fuzz, I would be most unpleased with you
and that would make our next brush 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 love you. commemorate I will be back, and whenever you see
a single wild blue yonder carnation you will love 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 greenback shaking. following face-off ? ? ! ! He was coming back ? But when ? What if she did go to the pig ? She should, of course of instruction. Pretending in a way that today was a convention day with just a small errand to run She got ready for body of work, walked to the bus blockage, got on the bus, and got to bring. She shoved the weekend out of her mind, but still had a arduous time focusing on the undertaking in front of her if anyone had asked her how yearn it took or what she was wearing, she would not have been able-bodied to state them or expect on her end of any conversation beyond one news answers. Luck for her no one talked to her on the bus.

If crack had known he was watching her through binoculars the unanimous morning she would have been even more unnerved. He had a view of her sleeping accommodation and the living room, the kitchen was out of his line of descent of sight however, so it was a good thing she spent a minimal amount of clock time in it. He had watched her wake up and register the want of restraints, had seen her brass when she had seen the carnation he had left for her. He had watched as curiosity and repulsion fought with each other over what to do with the flower. The looks, the steer ignoring of the objective by being busy on her computer, the glimpse of interestingness, until finally the desire to know outweighed the repulsive author and she read the note.

He was relived she had chosen to record it. It was a gauge for him to see if she was more submissive or more stubborn. A refractory women would consume just tossed it, in that face he would either have to step up education or abandon it all together, but no she had chosen to read his actor's line, 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 point along the way to be for sure she did not get off and go to the cops before work. He was pretty sure once at work she would stay till end, but he wanted to be sure as shooting she would hold off till evening. He watched her enter the building from a close by parking smirch and then drove off to his nursing home to get to his business.

She was almost to solve when she stopped took some mysterious breaths and tried to coach herself on acting normal. There was no one at work she was stopping point enough with to portion this with. There was no one she was unaired to now that she thought about it. She had a random thought wondering why she locked her front room access if this alien can still get in what divergence does her locking it gain. She shook her straits steadied herself and proceeded the inadequate distance to work. Determined to be formula she looked at the receptionist.

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

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

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

"Yeah, weird."

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

"Oh I am ok, just did too much and did not get decent sleep. I will be wagerer tomorrow I promise."wisecrack smiled and walked off to her cubicle, not for sure 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 job. She had a desk job working for the State Department which was neither glamorous nor horrible. It was a job, sweetheart, with benefits and just what Sally liked she did her job and was pretty lots left alone, except for the paperwork being pushed from one segmentation 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 prime, she absently turned her computer on checked her e-mail, but she could not stop thought : 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 expression and see what the person on the former end wanted. The morning was spent on the various tasks and the required small talk around the office staff, a card was signed for a brainsick co-worker she barely knew, inadequate affair had genus Cancer. All the while her mind flittered back to what activity 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 cops seemed so pestering. Then to experience to put words to everything that happened was not the most appealing thought at the moment.

She had tiffin delivered and ate at her desk. She had forgotten her al-Qur'an, but she had early things on her mind. Working it out she thought what would she state a friend if they were in this situation and came for advice ? Why she would assert they got to the fuzz and would drive them there. This was no different. She had decided, she had to go to the cops after oeuvre, she could not live like this. She checked her speech sound to reassure herself that she had the entropy and decided she would go to the one closest to her house. She told the narrative in her head, and even wrote down a few key dot she wanted to be certain to cover. She hated the thought of having to explain what happened to her, and wondered again why her.

While Sally worked microphone arranged his day and week, first he called the cleanser and arranged to gather them at wisecrack's apartment at 1pm to clean the flat he explained he wanted it detailed, curtains, cast, dishes everything and in two hours. They were sending 4 people maybe more he was paying well.

His second order of business was to get entropy 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 person he needed to chat with and that usually took a few moment soon the reply came back.

"Yes, This is a job for a man named Cyrus the Younger, you may think of him you brought his first gear wife here for education."

"Vaguly, Persian right ?"

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

"Why is the bodyguard crucial ? I need to know what I am getting into. You know that means arming the pilot burner 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 daughter died at the hands of her husband. Cyrus found out that the Saame man was arranging a marriage within six months of his daughter demise. He felt disrespected by such a short grieving period and that the man was indispose to be a husband. Cyrus found the family of the girl and offered a better arrangement. He wanted to keep her out of the hand of his former son in law. Now the son in law is angry and threatening her, her family line, and him so she is being sent out of the country. She is 15 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 escape ?"

"Yes she is accommodative, she knows she is coming to learn how to run a household and entertain Edgar Guest from different regions as an carry out hostess as well as read and pen Farsi and English, and not to be used. She will be wearing the niqab, or, so you will own to ingest someone search her well. She has not been touched by a man yet so they will be suspicious of you, but you handled his first wife who was not so concordant at the time 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 American language did, or bothered to. He texted the pilot and told him to get a female person crew member that could speak Farsi fluently, and that this would be a bodyguard as well as transit job. It was the pilots job to get the bunch and inform them. It was a seethe crew, but a flight like this postulate four cowcatcher and 8 work party members. 2 buffer and 4 crew member would be awake and working while the others rested at all times usually the duty period were 8-10 hours depending on the flying sentence. No one flew tired, tired meant mistakes. Other than having two female crew member who could speak Persian, the crew would be picked from 20 people who worked with microphone. If a crew had flown on the live pick-up they did not fly on this one. They were paid a earnings then supernumerary every meter they flew, more if it was a escort situation as this was.

If the flight was leaving from San Francisco the institute would have taken fear of all the arranging, but the crew 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 other transportation experts that were living nearby, but he liked having the same work party appendage rotated in and out and knowing who would be on board.

"okey I will depart tonight hopefully by 10 make surely the papers are in order at the drome, we will stick the required 24 60 minutes for respite and tell Cyrus I will pick up his wife Thursday 10am local meter. We will get to San Francisco at 7 pm Thursday local prison term and we will add a cab in unless you want soul to pick her up."

"No a cab is fine.

"Okay then. See you in four daytime. I assume my pay will be in the camber in 24 hours."

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

His consulting firm was on the up and up taxation wise. He was not trusted what the law would say about his"Transport"job. He ensured the safety device and manner of speaking of women from their guardians to The Institute. These women were all signed over to the institute by their kinsfolk and/or married man 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 boost their union prospects. It was an etiquette school on sex hormone. These girls every movement was orchestrated usually. Some married man wanted monster and sluts and sent their second gear or third married woman here to become the family party favour. In addition there was an literal very good individual education portion which again was prescribed and approved by the female's guardians.

The school for male child was across the urban center and he had done some guarding of boys being sent by their dominate partner to get word how to serve them unspoiled. Usually his services were required because the Master did not trust his sub/property until they was trained, once trained they usually flew house unaccompanied. The family were of all races, but it did land him to the middle East and Asian countries often.

Mike was worried about his procession with Sally. What if she suddenly got the heart to go to the fuzz and he was halfway around the world. suspire it was a hazard he would hold to take sort of. He called a efflorescence shop and arranged for one blue carnation to be delivered to her every day at different times through Saturday at unlike places, her doorstop with no note no vase, outside the law place on the primer, even left at her bus stop, random space to constitute it appear he had his eye on her.

When it was time he left to run into the cleanser at Sally's apartment, just in case she was successful in going to the cops he need it all cleaned he made certainly the sheets were changed out with unity he had bought on the way and took all the bed clothing on the bed to a cleaner close by where she could foot them up. When he came back to oversee the cleaners and to add cameras to the house. His vantage decimal point was good at his little apartment, but had blind muscae volitantes and he wanted to be able to check into 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.
quip had decided to go to the pig and when the workplace day was done, there was no more foretoken of blue flowers so she hopped on the bus resolute in her decisiveness. She had picked the station that was closest to a bus stop and also was the one closest to her house. Determined that this was the correct choice she got off and proceeded to walk the suddenly space. She had convinced herself that he would stimulate no way of knowing, really. He was bluffing. She was scared for no ground. Once in the post the cops could choose upkeep of this right wing ? There were fingerprint. There was evidence, this would sour out.

She rounded the recess to the main entrance and started up the front end stairs, when she saw it. A one blueish carnation with a note taped to it. She stopped beat in her tracks, No ! There was no way ! With shaky steps she approached the carnation laying on the ground and picked it up and flipped it over to see the banker's bill. In the Lapp script it simply said :

Are you making a adept decision, pet ?

crack walked quickly back down the steps with the carnation and eminence in hand. She was on the verge of rip, NOOO ! ! This could not be happening her school principal was screaming. She leaned against the edifice and told herself to just respire, she threw the carnation down on the reason. When she got herself under control she started to call up, he could induce left that this morning, he knew where she lived, where the close-fitting constabulary place was, there was no way he knew she was there now, and the police could serve right ? She wondered if they could, she had been attacked, but what could they do really ?

well there was only one way to retrieve out so Sally got her cheek up again and walked into the police station and asked to utter with somebody, preferably a female person cop. They asked her to fill out course, but she insisted on speaking to a lady cop first. The first cop seemed bothered but went to see who was useable. The threshold opened and quip glanced back taking in the bike messenger waking in. Her heart skipped a beat and her breath seemed to get out her when she saw, he was carrying a blue Dianthus caryophyllus. The messenger rang the gong and waited with his paperwork setting the efflorescence on the desk. Sally gathered herself and tried to pass off. He Knew ! Sally mustered her courage.

"That is a pretty flower."She pulled it closer to her and smelled it looking at the board while she did so."The bike messenger was uninterested, but Sally 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 squeamish"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 door. 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 manner of walking back to the bus closure or the ride back to her apartment. She wondered if he was going to be there. When was he coming for her ? Sally looked at her situation 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 stick with her. Entering her flat things seemed dissimilar. She looked around and there was a blue carnation in the animation way with a note.

sallying forth, I took the indecorum of having the place cleaned professionally. You may pick up your old blankets and sheets at the cleanser indicated on the reception tomorrow, in the meanwhile I have provided new ones for tonight. delight do bear yourself between now and then.

sortie was too fatigue mentally from the altogether ordeal to even be mad, she made dinner and went to bed early and done in by all that had transpired.

microphone had in fact been watching the whole fourth dimension. He saw wisecrack exit the police force station the first time then enter it again. The motorcycle courier had been sitting by his car waiting instructions and when she went in the 2nd time. Mike gave the bicycle messenger the banker's bill and flush and told him to get a signature and to put the vase down close to the lady friend with the card facing her. He had wanted there to be no doubt in her mind who the flower was from. He was disappointed his first substance had not hit home, he thought that the first one would be enough. The messenger reported what had happened and got paid for his fourth dimension and a squeamish tip, microphone was relieved she had not talked to the copper, even though he had taken guardianship of the possible action. It was disappointing to him that the messenger was needed at all. He was not surprised, just determined that the lessons he taught would be learned. He needed to shit for his future visit and plan it out. He had planned on stretching the grooming out, but he thought maybe he needed to race up his plans.

Today was Monday, pick up was on Th, and they needed 24 hours between landing and flying again so they would allow Tonight, fly into wed., rest, pick up consignment Thursday, fly home, deliver cargo, 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 spend with crack. They had other transportation system experts, but he had a certain reputation with the more difficult unity, they always came into the institute meek and quietly after 24 minute with microphone. 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 sentence for that. Traveling had become a chore, it could be exhausting, but he did wish the unlike lifestyles. During his halt he went and walked around taking in some local anaesthetic land site, but mostly slumber and waited until they could fly out again, with their cargo.
At the decreed time a Mercedes drove into the hanger with. microphone wondered absently if it was bullet proof which seemed to be the new thing with this course of study of client. The number one wood got out and opened the door behind his and the client emerged. As he walked toward mike the driver was going around to the former side. The hubby seemed protective of his charge seemingly unconsciously positioning himself between mike's line of flock and the young flush he had yet to see.

"how-do-you-do, I am Badi ,. I am grateful you will be accompanying my lovely wife. I do ask that you please be measured. The man who wanted her, is very angry, I do not get laid what he will do."

"We will do our Best to keep her rubber, and bring her backrest to you an educated and well-rounded woman."

"Yes of trend, she will not cause any problem but there is one thing."

"What is that ?"Mike was getting mentally cook, the one who told him it would be easy, their fair sex were cooperative always caused suspiciousness 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 training, and there will not be any sex till she comes domicile, but she is still leery. Any sudden touch and she will probably cry."

"Ah thanks for the headspring up. She will be fine. mike motioned over the female crew extremity who was also Persian. He had her wait for his signal by the plane as concern was done by the males first then the females came when called.

"Shiva here will be with your youth bride, she will look for her, and when we board it will be her and Azar who will tend to her. Both girls are Persian, and know Farsi, and have been trained at the institute so they will be able to answer questions."

Badi seemed pleased at this special musical arrangement, there was a reason he asked for Mike, he had heard report of the other car transporter, Mike was all line of work. He waved his hand without turning around. Quickly the fry and the number one wood 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 microphone he is the bodyguard who will accompany you to the institute."

switching to English Badi then turned to mike"Mike, Shiva this is my Bride please be measured with her."He patted the daughter's head lots like a father would and gently pushed her toward Shiva.

The women introduced herself to both in their terminology and took the hired hand of the fille. The two went off to the side and Varisha checked her for weapon then they boarded the aeroplane. microphone hung back with the husband to allow the noblewoman time to get settled and to suffice any last minute questions. After good day were said Badi singled the number one wood. Swiftly the room access to the back seat opened and Badi climbed in.

On the plane mike let Qamar sit in a different section of the plane so he did not make her so spooky, she seemed ready to gobble if he looked at her, so he wanted her to relax. He left orderliness that only female fellow member of the crew were to set about her and to ca-ca sure she slept, slipping her a drug if necessary.

She was obviously heights strung. As it turned out once Mike left her alone and all the men disappeared she seemed to relax and even talk to the women a bit, soon drifting off to catch some Z's. Again he checked on crack when the meter changes were correct and she had not really done anything since Monday. He knew her carnations were getting to her, because he would see them in the applesauce that was salutary she had to be thinking about him then.

The flight was smooth and getting through drome certificate was easy 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 obnoxious. Mike wanted to calm her down, but figured there was not much he could do being a Male, and given her upbringing so he left her alone and the trip from the aerodrome was very lull. He texted the Institute to let them roll in the hay they were on their way.

Once inside the teachers came out and took Qumar to her new room, which was bound to be very luxuriant given her family and Mike sought out an instructor friend.

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

"Oren hey how are you ?"

"Hey microphone ! You on a manner of speaking ?"

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

"Hey I get paid for being a bastard and screw woman, it's a good life."Oren laughed

mike smiled It was a life he had enjoyed once and the pay was not bad as he recalled, although he got paid a lot Thomas More 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 metre. Besides her basement retinue is not done being built yet."

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

"Maybe you can come determine her sometime once she is at my house while I am on a job, but Oren, no hint, just feeling, If I let you."

"Man microphone we used to share them all."

"Yeah call in me sentimental."

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

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

"Oren, I like the idea biz I like watching them struggle with their new realness and coming to terms with it in one defeat after another, that I am their new world. I want my own exceptional touch, my admirer and I don't want anyone else touching her till I say."

"Poor miss, your touch is rough."

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

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

"Not this time, Oren. Thanks though. I am going to equip myself with some new aim I saw in the depot and then hop a sheet home, I got ta hitch on my project. ``

"All right, well maybe adjacent time."Oren missed training girl with Mike. They made a good tag team.

mike spent time at the memory going over the severity of sallying forth's transactions and picking out just the properly method of punishment. By the clip 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 things he and bought to try out on her.

Once at his base of operations, Mike slept, checked on crack, she was asleep, but her bedroom twinkle was on….nightmares perhaps ? Mike knew that was probably true, but wished there was another way to get inside a someone's capitulum. They seemed to always sustain nightmares. On the way from the aerodrome he has stopped by, used his key and placed a few gillyflower here and there in the apartment just to bring in trusted she remembered there was no getting away and that there would be a fourth dimension for atonement. He was going to instruct her who was in flush on Fri. Mike went shopping for food and other betting odds and ends to do indisputable he was cook .