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 indorse she was not surely why ; then it all came back to her, the encroachment, and the stranger every contingent of the weekend. She looked at her clock realizing she had not set the dismay, but it had been set for her and correctly, how did he know what time to set it for ?

Her opinion were all jumbled as she got up, trying to image out what she should do, feeling like she was operating like a robot in machinelike musical mode, she went to the kitchen to start the coffee berry then went into the lavatory to take a long shower. She used this metre to cerebrate, first of all she just wanted to make this all go away, wanted it to be a bad dream. That was not potential it was rattling, there were aches and bother all over her consistence that told her in fact it was very real. The hot water flowed over her and she thought about what she should do next. She should go to the pig of course of study. Why wouldn't she ? He had to have left a bunch of fingerprints. She thought about his scourge to determine her every move. 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 she wanted to be in her apartment all day anyway. Sally lingered in the shower a bit longer letting it heal the sore voice of her body and cater a much needed solace for her judgment. She finished and dried off and put on some idle comfortable theatre clothes, and walked into the kitchen, made her coffee and pledge. Setting it down on the board 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 chest. She brought it back to the board with her and set it down.

As she went to sit down her eye noticed something in the window sill that made her reckon up, then her whole body went stiff, it was a blue carnation in a vase on the windowsill with a short letter attached. It seemed as if he was here in the room and not just a symbolization of him. She felt off correspondence yet again, frightened. After a taking sometime she shook her school principal, NO ! how could he do this to her and not even be here. She should just brush off the note, not scan it. Ah but what would that fulfill ?

Sally sat down in her chair and just looked at the bank bill, a part of her knew she was going to read it but her champion side wanted her to just trash it all. She opened the computer and looked for the nearest police place as well as the nearest to her work, she would not return him the satisfaction of reading his stupid distinction ! She found the info and typed it into her phone. The entirely time she had been sipping her umber, and struggling to not look at the note as if making eye tangency with the flower was giving in to the man himself. In clock time, she gave up, she was rummy after all ! She picked it up and took a oceanic abyss breath, turning the billet 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 stool our next encounter 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. call back I will be back, and whenever you see
a single blueing carnation you will know 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 note shaking. Next confrontation ? ? ! ! He was coming back ? But when ? What if she did go to the bull ? She should, of course of instruction. Pretending in a way that today was a normal day with just a small errand to run She got ready for study, walked to the bus period, got on the bus, and got to work. She shoved the weekend out of her psyche, but still had a hard time focusing on the undertaking in front end of her if anyone had asked her how long it took or what she was wearing, she would not bear been able to tell them or transport on her end of any conversation beyond one Son response. luck for her no one talked to her on the bus.

If Sally had known he was watching her through binoculars the whole morning she would have been even more unsettle. He had a view of her bedroom and the living room, the kitchen was out of his billet of sight however, so it was a good matter she spent a minimal quantity of fourth dimension in it. He had watched her wake up and register the want of chasteness, had seen her face when she had seen the carnation he had left for her. He had watched as oddity and revulsion fought with each former over what to do with the flower. The aspect, the direct ignoring of the object by being engaged on her computer, the glances of interest, until finally the desire to recognise outweighed the horrific generator and she read the note.

He was relived she had chosen to say it. It was a gage for him to see if she was more subservient or more stubborn. A stubborn cleaning woman would have just tossed it, in that example he would either have to step up preparation or abandon it all together, but no she had chosen to read his run-in, to see what he had to say and while she may detest him, be scared of him, she was teachable.

He followed in his car behind her checking each period along the way to be indisputable she did not get off and go to the pig before employment. He was pretty for certain once at work she would stay till end, but he wanted to be for certain she would look till evening. He watched her enter the building from a close by parking spot and then drove off to his dwelling house to get to his business.

She was almost to work when she stopped took some deep hint and tried to coach herself on acting normal. There was no one at piece of work she was closely enough with to parcel this with. There was no one she was close to now that she thought about it. She had a random opinion wondering why she locked her forepart room access if this stranger can still get in what divergence does her locking it reach. She shook her head steadied herself and proceeded the short-change length to work. Determined to be formula she looked at the receptionist.

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

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

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

"Yeah, weird."

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

"Oh I am mulct, just did too much and did not get enough sleep. I will be better tomorrow I promise."wisecrack smiled and walked off to her stall, not surely 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 twenty-four hours task. She had a desk job working for the state which was neither glamourous nor horrible. It was a job, brace, 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 naval division and back and everything have to be in triplicate, the job was perfect for her.

Once at her desk her sentiment flittered back to the peak, she absently turned her computer on checked her emails, but she could not bar 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 sound on her desk rang breaking her out of her 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 diverse tasks and the required small talk around the office, a card was signed for a unbalanced fellow worker she barely knew, hapless thing had Cancer the Crab. All the while her mind flittered back to what natural 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 vexing. Then to have to put words to everything that happened was not the most appealing mentation at the moment.

She had lunch delivered and ate at her desk. She had forgotten her book, but she had other things on her nous. Working it out she thought what would she tell a friend if they were in this situation and came for advice ? Why she would importune they got to the cops and would beat back them there. This was no different. She had decided, she had to go to the cops after employment, she could not live like this. She checked her phone to assure herself that she had the info and decided she would go to the one closest to her house. She told the story in her head, and even wrote down a few key points she wanted to be sure to encompass. She hated the thought of having to explain what happened to her, and wondered again why her.

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

His second rules of order of business was to get selective information for this week's pick up from the Institute. He logged into his secure confab, and typed :

"Do you have the info 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 arcminute soon the reply came back.

"Yes, This is a job for a man named Cyrus, you may remember him you brought his outset married woman here for education."

"Vaguly, Persian right ?"

"Yeah, he trusts you and wants you to bring his 2nd wife with the discernment that this is a bodyguard 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 cowcatcher 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 workforce of her husband. Cyrus found out that the Sami man was arranging a marriage within six months of his daughter dying. He felt disrespected by such a short grieving full point and that the man was unsound to be a hubby. Cyrus the Younger found the family of the girl and offered a well arrangement. He wanted to preserve her out of the hands of his former son in law. Now the son in law is angry and threatening her, her household, and him so she is being sent out of the commonwealth. She is fifteen 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 get out ?"

"Yes she is conjunctive, she knows she is coming to learn how to run a household and entertain Guest from unlike regions as an execute 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 take to birth somebody search her well. She has not been touched by a man yet so they will be suspect of you, but you handled his first married woman who was not so accordant at the time that is why you were requested."

Mike was not a fan of the niqab. They could hide out 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 program and told him to get a female crew extremity that could speak Farsi fluently, and that this would be a bodyguard as well as transportation job. It was the airplane pilot job to get the gang and inform them. It was a drift work party, but a flight like this required four pilots and 8 crew phallus. 2 pilots and 4 crew phallus would be alert and working while the others rested at all times usually the shifts were 8-10 hours depending on the trajectory clock time. No one flew wear upon, tired meant mistakes. Other than having two female crew penis who could talk Farsi, the crew would be picked from 20 the great unwashed 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 wage then extra every metre they flew, more than if it was a bodyguard spot as this was.

If the flight of stairs was leaving from San Francisco the institute would hold taken aid of all the system, but the crew that flew out of Colorado was his responsibility, paid for by the institute. Usually this crew worked with him sometimes he loaned them out to former transportation experts that were living nearby, but he liked having the same crew members rotated in and out and knowing who would be on plank.

"okeh I will lead tonight hopefully by 10 make sure as shooting the papers are in order at the drome, we will stay the ask 24 hours for rest and tell Cyrus I will piece up his wife Th 10am local clip. We will get to San Francisco at 7 pm Thursday local metre and we will bring a cab in unless you want someone to cull her up."

"No a cab is fine.

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

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

His consulting firm was on the up and up taxation wise. He was not sure what the law would say about his"Transport"business. He ensured the safety and delivery of women from their protector to The Institute. These women were all signed over to the institute by their families and/or Husbands for specific educational use. Some of those were to learn how to serve sexually and some were taught how to run a prominent household well so as to boost their man and wife prospects. It was an etiquette school day on steroids. These little girl every move was orchestrated usually. Some hubby wanted freaks and sluts and sent their second or thirdly wives here to become the household party party favor. In addition there was an actual very thoroughly private education component which again was prescribed and approved by the female's guardians.

The shoal for boys was across the urban center and he had done some guarding of boys being sent by their dominate cooperator to learn how to do them better. Usually his services were required because the master copy did not believe his sub/property until they was trained, once trained they usually flew home unaccompanied. The crime syndicate were of all raceway, but it did bring him to the center East and Asian state often.

mike was worried about his onward motion with sortie. What if she suddenly got the nerve to go to the cops and he was halfway around the world. sigh it was a risk he would have to take kind of. He called a prime shop and arranged for one blue carnation to be delivered to her every day at dissimilar fourth dimension through Saturday at different places, her doorstop with no note no vase, outside the constabulary post on the ground, even left at her bus point, random places to make water it appear he had his eye on her.

When it was clip he left to meet the dry cleaners at wisecrack's apartment, just in case she was successful in going to the cops he need it all cleaned he made sure the tabloid were changed out with I he had bought on the way and took all the litter on the bed to a cleaners close by where she could break up them up. When he came back to supervise the dry cleaners and to add cameras to the house. His advantage point was good at his picayune flat, but had blind muscae volitantes and he wanted to be capable to check up on in on her while he was gone.

After that he made transcription and waited for Sally to get off so he could travel along and see what happened.
Sally had decided to go to the cops and when the work day was done, there was no to a greater extent foretoken of blue flower so she hopped on the bus resolute in her decision. She had picked the station that was closest to a bus plosive and also was the one closest to her house. Determined that this was the correct alternative she got off and proceeded to walk the short length. She had convinced herself that he would stimulate no way of knowing, really. He was bluffing. She was scared for no reason. Once in the place the cop could strike maintenance of this rightfield ? There were fingerprints. There was evidence, this would process out.

She rounded the corner to the master entrance and started up the front end stair, when she saw it. A I blue clove pink with a note taped to it. She stopped idle in her racetrack, No ! There was no way ! With shaky pace she approached the carnation laying on the ground and picked it up and flipped it over to see the note. In the Lapp script it simply said :

Are you making a secure decision, pet ?

crack walked quickly back down the stairs with the carnation and Federal Reserve note in hand. She was on the verge of tears, NOOO ! ! This could not be happening her head was screaming. She leaned against the building and told herself to just breathe, she threw the carnation down on the ground. When she got herself under control she started to think, he could own left that this daybreak, he knew where she lived, where the closelipped police station was, there was no way he knew she was there now, and the constabulary 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 discover out so Sally got her face up again and walked into the constabulary station and asked to verbalize with soul, preferably a female cop. They asked her to fill out manikin, but she insisted on speechmaking to a ma'am cop first. The initiatory cop seemed bothered but went to see who was available. The door opened and sallying forth glanced back taking in the cycle messenger waking in. Her heart skipped a meter and her breathing space seemed to give her when she saw, he was carrying a blue carnation. The messenger rang the Vanessa Stephen and waited with his paperwork setting the peak on the desk. Sally gathered herself and tried to suspire. He Knew ! Sally mustered her courage.

"That is a pretty flower."She pulled it closer to her and smelled it looking at the card 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 Nice"The cop said to no one in especial, and looked up as the door chimed and saw Sally walking out as fast as she could out the room access. 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 nursing home not really registering the walk back to the bus stop 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 site 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 abide by her. Entering her apartment thing seemed unlike. She looked around and there was a blue Dianthus caryophyllus in the animation way with a note.

sortie, I took the familiarity of having the post cleaned professionally. You may pick up your old mantle and flat solid at the cleaner indicated on the receipt tomorrow, in the interim I have provided new I for tonight. please do behave yourself between now and then.

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

Mike had in fact been watching the whole time. He saw sally exit the police station the first fourth dimension then introduce it again. The bicycle messenger had been sitting by his car waiting book of instructions and when she went in the second metre. Mike gave the bike messenger the bank note and efflorescence and told him to get a signature and to put the vase down close to the young woman with the card facing her. He had wanted there to be no uncertainty in her creative thinker who the flower was from. He was disappointed his firstly message had not hit rest home, he thought that the get-go one would be enough. The courier reported what had happened and got paid for his time and a nice tip, Mike was relieved she had not talked to the cops, even though he had taken concern of the possibility. It was disappointing to him that the messenger was needed at all. He was not surprise, just determined that the lessons he taught would be learned. He needed to shop for his future visit and plan it out. He had planned on stretching the grooming out, but he thought maybe he needed to rush up his plans.

Today was Monday, piece up was on Thursday, and they needed 24 60 minutes between landing and flying again so they would leave Tonight, fly into wed., sleep, nibble up payload Thursday, fly home, deliver loading, nursing home, eternal sleep. Depending on how outwear he was on Sat he may search in on her without her knowledge. He hoped the Institute understood when he asked for a month off to spend with quip. They had other transportation experts, but he had a certain reputation with the more hard ones, they always came into the institute meek and quiet after 24 hr with mike. It made the Institute's job easier.

The flight over was uneventful, and microphone 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 anaesthetic sites, but mostly sleep and waited until they could fly out again, with their cargo.
At the ordained time a Mercedes drove chisel into the hanger with. mike wondered absently if it was smoke proof which seemed to be the new thing with this course of study of client. The driver got out and opened the doorway behind his and the client emerged. As he walked toward microphone the number one wood was going around to the former face. The husband seemed protective of his charge seemingly unconsciously positioning himself between Mike's line of sight and the Danton True Young charge he had yet to see.

"hi, I am Badi ,. I am grateful you will be accompanying my lovely wife. I do ask that you please be careful. The man who wanted her, is very angry, I do not know what he will do."

"We will do our honest to hold on her safe, and take her back to you an educated and well-rounded woman."

"Yes of class, she will not cause any trouble but there is one thing."

"What is that ?"microphone was getting mentally ready, the ones who told him it would be easy, their women were cooperative 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 Department, and there will not be any sex till she comes rest home, but she is still leery. Any sudden touching and she will probably cry."

"Ah thanks for the heads up. She will be fine. Mike motioned over the female crowd member who was also Iranian. He had her waiting for his signal by the plane as business organisation was done by the male first then the females came when called.

"Siva here will be with your young Bridget, she will search 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 capable to answer questions."

Badi seemed delight at this extra arrangement, there was a reason he asked for mike, he had heard storey of the other transporters, Mike was all clientele. He waved his hand without turning around. Quickly the baby 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 accompany you to the institute."

shift to English Badi then turned to Mike"microphone, Shiva this is my bride please be thrifty with her."He patted the daughter's head very much like a father would and gently pushed her toward Shiva.

The cleaning woman introduced herself to both in their speech communication and took the handwriting of the girlfriend. The two went off to the face and Varisha checked her for weapons then they boarded the plane. mike hung back with the husband to allow the ladies time to get settled and to answer any last hour questions. After goodbyes were said Badi singled the device driver. Swiftly the threshold to the back seat opened and Badi climbed in.

On the airplane mike let Qamar sit in a different division of the plane so he did not piddle her so nervous, she seemed ready to abscond if he looked at her, so he wanted her to relax. He left monastic order that only female penis of the bunch were to draw close her and to make sure she slept, slipping her a drug if necessary.

She was obviously high strung. As it turned out once microphone left her unique and all the men disappeared she seemed to loose and even verbalize to the char a bit, soon drifting off to sleep. Again he checked on sallying forth when the fourth dimension changes were compensate and she had not really done anything since Monday. He knew her carnations were getting to her, because he would see them in the trash that was good she had to be thinking about him then.

The flying was smoothen and getting through airport security measure was slow 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. microphone wanted to cool it her polish, but figured there was not much he could do being a male, and given her fostering so he left her alone and the trip from the drome was very hush. He texted the Institute to let them know they were on their way.

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

The instructor had a separate annex when they were off duty so mike went to his elbow room first, and was in luck.

"Oren hey how are you ?"

"Hey mike ! You on a saving ?"

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

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

Mike smiled It was a spirit 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 BASIC, but she needs Sir Thomas More time. Besides her cellar suite is not done being built yet."

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

"Maybe you can do watch her sometime once she is at my planetary house while I am on a job, but Oren, no touch, just facial expression, 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 week, but she did not behave."

"Why not commit 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 realism and coming to terminal figure with it in one defeat after another, that I am their new globe. I want my own peculiar touch, my acquaintance and I don't want anyone else touching her till I say."

"poor people little girl, your touch is rough."

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

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

"Not this prison term, Oren. Thanks though. I am going to fit out myself with some new objects I saw in the shop and then hop a aeroplane home, I got ta chip on my labor. ``

"All right, well maybe next time."Oren missed training female child with mike. They made a good tag team.

microphone spent sentence at the memory going over the severity of sortie's dealing and picking out just the flop method of punishment. By the clip he was done he was excited about the next weekend with his project.

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

Once at his base of mathematical operation, Mike slept, checked on Sally, she was asleep, but her bedroom spark was on….nightmares perhaps ? mike knew that was probably true, but wished there was another way to get inside a person's straits. They seemed to always bear nightmare. On the way from the airdrome he has stopped by, used his key and placed a few gillyflower here and there in the apartment just to take sure 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 electric charge on Friday. mike went shopping for food and other betting odds and ends to fix sure he was gear up .