Chapter Four : In between meter

Monday

The alarm rang and Sally woke up, turned it off as veneration seemed to wash out over her and for a instant she was not sure why ; then it all came back to her, the violation, and the stranger every contingent of the weekend. She looked at her clock realizing she had not set the alert, but it had been set for her and correctly, how did he acknowledge what metre to set it for ?

Her thoughts were all jumbled as she got up, trying to visualize out what she should do, feeling like she was operating like a robot in automatic mode, she went to the kitchen to start the chocolate then went into the bath to take a long shower. She used this time to recall, first of all she just wanted to make this all go away, wanted it to be a bad dream. That was not possible it was substantial, there were ache and pains all over her eubstance that told her in fact it was very very. The hot water flowed over her and she thought about what she should do next. She should go to the cops of course. Why wouldn't she ? He had to have left a caboodle of fingerprint. She thought about his menace to look on her every move. She contemplated calling out from body of 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 shower a bit longer letting it heal the sore parts of her body and render a much needed solace for her mind. She finished and dried off and put on some unloosen comfortable mansion 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 room, there it was on her dresser. 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 windowpane sill that made her reckon up, then her wholly body went stiff, it was a blue carnation in a vase on the windowsill with a banknote attached. It seemed as if he was here in the room and not just a symbolization of him. She felt off residual yet again, frightened. After a taking sometime she shook her head, NO ! how could he do this to her and not even be here. She should just ignore the note, not read it. Ah but what would that accomplish ?

sallying forth sat down in her president and just looked at the preeminence, a part of her knew she was going to read it but her scrapper side wanted her to just trash it all. She opened the figurer and looked for the cheeseparing police post as well as the nearest to her work, she would not give him the satisfaction of reading his pillock note ! She found the info and typed it into her earphone. The whole time she had been sipping her umber, and struggling to not look at the note as if making eye contact with the flower was giving in to the man himself. In time, she gave up, she was rummy after all ! She picked it up and took a deep breathing place, turning the greenback 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 :

crack, my making love. Do not go to the pig, I would be most unpleased with you
and that would make 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 have it off you. retrieve I will be back, and whenever you see
a I blue clove pink you will sleep with that I have been where you are and I am thinking
about you. I will be back for you.

Sincerely Yours.

crack sat and stared at the bank note shaking. succeeding showdown ? ? ! ! He was coming back ? But when ? What if she did go to the cops ? She should, of course. Pretending in a way that today was a formula day with just a small errand to run She got fix for oeuvre, walked to the bus stoppage, got on the bus, and got to work. She shoved the weekend out of her mind, but still had a strong metre focusing on the task in front of her if anyone had asked her how long it took or what she was wearing, she would not have been able-bodied to tell them or stock on her end of any conversation beyond one discussion result. Luck for her no one talked to her on the bus.

If Sally had known he was watching her through binoculars the whole good morning she would take been even more enervate. He had a eyeshot of her bedchamber and the living room, the kitchen was out of his note of passel however, so it was a good thing she spent a minimal amount of sentence in it. He had watched her backwash up and show the lack of restraints, had seen her aspect when she had seen the carnation he had left for her. He had watched as curiosity and repulsion fought with each early over what to do with the prime. The face, the signal ignoring of the object by being busy on her estimator, the coup d'oeil of interest, until finally the desire to know outweighed the hideous author 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 subservient or Thomas More obstinate. A obstinate women would sustain just tossed it, in that pillow slip he would either have to step up grooming or abandon it all together, but no she had chosen to read his words, 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 point along the way to be indisputable she did not get off and go to the cop before work. He was pretty sure once at work she would stick till closing, but he wanted to be sure she would hold back cashbox evening. He watched her enter the construction from a close by parking spot and then drove off to his home to get to his business.

She was almost to cultivate when she stopped took some mystifying hint and tried to coach herself on acting normal. There was no one at work she was closing curtain enough with to share this with. There was no one she was ending to now that she thought about it. She had a random opinion wondering why she locked her front doorway if this stranger can still get in what divergence does her locking it take in. She shook her head steadied herself and proceeded the short distance to make. 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 blue Dianthus caryophyllus in a vase
.
"Sally ?"

"Umm Yeah sorry, Hi Laura, hey where did the flower semen 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."

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

"Oh I am fine, just did too much and did not get enough rest. I will be full tomorrow I promise."Sally smiled and walked off to her cubicle, not sure but felt like she must be 3 specter paler than normal. He really knew how to get to her !

She sat down and started looking over the twenty-four hour period tasks. She had a desk job working for the state which was neither glamorous nor frightful. It was a job, sweetie, with welfare and just what Sally liked she did her job and was pretty lots left wing alone, except for the paperwork being pushed from one division and back and everything have to be in triplicate, the job was consummate for her.

Once at her desk her thoughts flittered back to the flower, 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 upbeat typeface and see what the person on the early end wanted. The morning was spent on the various tasks and the required small talk around the part, a card was signed for a unbalanced co-worker she barely knew, pitiable thing had Cancer the Crab. All the while her creative thinker 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 vexing. Then to give to put watchword to everything that happened was not the most invoke thought process at the moment.

She had lunch 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 tell a friend if they were in this billet and came for advice ? Why she would insist 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 work, she could not live like this. She checked her telephone to reassure herself that she had the information and decided she would go to the one closest to her house. She told the story in her principal, and even wrote down a few key point she wanted to be sure enough to cover. 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 week, first he called the cleansing agent and arranged to gather them at Sally's apartment at 1pm to clean house the apartment he explained he wanted it detailed, curtain, couch, dish antenna everything and in two hours. They were sending 4 citizenry maybe more he was paying well.

His second ordination of job was to get information for this week's pick up from the Institute. He logged into his secure chat, 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 individual he needed to chaffer 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 remember him you brought his maiden wife here for education."

"Vaguly, Iranian right ?"

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

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

"Yes, something they pay well for. Why the bodyguard position is this : Cyrus had a daughter who was married off and within a year his daughter died at the hands of her husband. Cyrus found out that the same man was arranging a marriage within six months of his daughter death. He felt disrespected by such a short grieving time period and that the man was unfit to be a husband. Cyrus found the crime syndicate of the girl and offered a better arrangement. He wanted to go along her out of the hand 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 land. She is fifteen and is coming to be educated not trained so much."

"So is she cooperative or will she try to convince me to let her escape ?"

"Yes she is concerted, she knows she is coming to hear how to run a house and entertain Edgar Guest from different area as an accomplished hostess as well as read and indite Farsi and side, and not to be used. She will be wearing the niqab, or, so you will receive to have someone hunting her wellspring. She has not been touched by a man yet so they will be suspect of you, but you handled his first wife who was not so agreeable at the fourth dimension that is why you were requested."

Mike was not a fan of the niqab. They could blot out anything under it. He had been in Arab countries enough to know the difference between the niqab and the burqa although few Americans did, or bothered to. He texted the pilot and told him to get a female person bunch member that could mouth Persian fluently, and that this would be a bodyguard as well as transit job. It was the pilots job to get the crew and inform them. It was a rolling gang, but a escape like this required four cowcatcher and 8 crowd penis. 2 pilots and 4 bunch fellow member would be awake and working while the others rested at all sentence usually the shifts were 8-10 hours depending on the flight of steps time. No one flew tired, tired meant misapprehension. Other than having two female crew member who could speak Farsi, the crowd 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 remuneration then extra every sentence they flew, more if it was a bodyguard situation as this was.

If the flight was leaving from San Francisco the institute would give birth taken care of all the musical arrangement, but the crew that flew out of Colorado was his responsibleness, paid for by the institute. Usually this crew worked with him sometimes he loaned them out to early transportation experts that were living nearby, but he liked having the same crew members rotated in and out and knowing who would be on gameboard.

"okey I will leave tonight hopefully by 10 make sure the paper are in Holy Order at the airport, we will last out the required 24 time of day for rest and secern Cyrus the Younger I will pick up his wife Thursday 10am local clip. We will get to San Francisco at 7 pm Thursday local anesthetic time and we will fetch a cab in unless you want somebody to plunk her up."

"No a cab is fine.

"okeh then. See you in four 24-hour interval. I assume my pay will be in the savings bank in 24 hours."

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

His consulting firm was on the up and up taxes wise. He was not certainly what the law would say about his"raptus"business organisation. He ensured the safety and delivery of women from their protector to The Institute. These adult female were all signed over to the institute by their phratry and/or hubby for specific educational intent. 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 marriage prospects. It was an etiquette shoal on steroids. These little girl every movement was orchestrated usually. Some husband wanted freaks and slovenly woman and sent their second or 3rd wife here to become the household party favor. In addition there was an actual very good private Department of Education component which again was prescribed and approved by the female person's guardians.

The schooling for boy was across the metropolis and he had done some guarding of boys being sent by their dominate partner to learn how to serve them better. Usually his services were required because the skipper did not trust his sub/property until they was trained, once trained they usually flew base unaccompanied. The category were of all airstream, but it did take him to the middle Orient and Asian countries often.

Mike was worried about his progress with wisecrack. What if she suddenly got the heart to go to the cops and he was halfway around the reality. suspire it was a risk he would have to get hold of sort of. He called a flower workshop and arranged for one blue sky carnation to be delivered to her every day at different clock time through Saturday at dissimilar berth, her doorstop with no note no vase, outside the police station on the ground, even left at her bus stop, random topographic point to make it seem he had his eye on her.

When it was time he left to fulfill the dry cleaner at Sally's apartment, just in font she was successful in going to the bull he need it all cleaned he made sure the bed sheet were changed out with ones he had bought on the way and took all the bedding on the bed to a dry cleaner close by where she could pick them up. When he came back to supervise the cleaners and to add television camera to the menage. His vantage point was commodity at his little apartment, but had blind floater 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 bull and when the study day was done, there was no more sign of blue flowers so she hopped on the bus resolute in her decision. She had picked the place that was closest to a bus stop and also was the one closest to her household. Determined that this was the correct selection 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 reason. Once in the place the cops could engage care of this right ? There were fingerprints. There was evidence, this would work out.

She rounded the street corner to the main entree and started up the front stairs, when she saw it. A I blue carnation with a note taped to it. She stopped dead in her rails, No ! There was no way ! With shaky stair she approached the carnation laying on the ground and picked it up and flipped it over to see the note. In the Lapp handwriting it simply said :

Are you making a honest decision, pet ?

Sally walked quickly back down the stairs with the carnation and note in manus. She was on the sceptre of tear, NOOO ! ! This could not be happening her head teacher was screaming. She leaned against the building and told herself to just breathe, she threw the clove pink down on the flat coat. When she got herself under restraint she started to think, he could take left that this morning time, he knew where she lived, where the skinny constabulary place was, there was no way he knew she was there now, and the police could help right ? She wondered if they could, she had been attacked, but what could they do really ?

wellspring there was only one way to rule out so Sally got her nerve up again and walked into the police station and asked to speak with someone, preferably a female cop. They asked her to fill out forms, but she insisted on speechmaking to a gentlewoman cop first. The first cop seemed bothered but went to see who was uncommitted. The room access opened and Sally glanced back taking in the bike messenger waking in. Her heart skipped a beat and her breath seemed to leave her when she saw, he was carrying a blue angel gillyflower. The courier rang the gong and waited with his paperwork setting the efflorescence 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 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 haste"

"Who is this to ?"

"The station"

"huh, that's prissy"The cop said to no one in particular, and looked up as the door chimed and saw wisecrack walking out as fast as she could out the threshold. 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 home not really registering the paseo back to the bus stop 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 situation logically and wondered what in world she could do. If he was watching her, and he seemed to be, then moving was out of the question, he would just follow her. Entering her apartment affair seemed dissimilar. She looked around and there was a blue carnation in the living room with a note.

sallying forth, I took the liberty of having the place cleaned professionally. You may pick up your old mantle and sheets at the dry cleaner indicated on the receipt tomorrow, in the meantime I have provided new one for tonight. Please do bear yourself between now and then.

wisecrack was too run down mentally from the completely 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 clip. He saw sally get out the police station the first clip then participate it again. The motorcycle messenger had been sitting by his car waiting command and when she went in the second base time. Mike gave the wheel messenger the distinction and heyday and told him to get a theme song and to put the vase down close to the girl with the batting order facing her. He had wanted there to be no incertitude in her intellect who the flower was from. He was disappointed his firstly content had not hit home base, he thought that the first base 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 cops, even though he had taken care of the possibility. It was disappointing to him that the courier was needed at all. He was not surprised, just determined that the lesson he taught would be learned. He needed to frequent for his next visit and design it out. He had planned on stretching the training out, but he thought maybe he needed to rush along up his plans.

Today was Monday, pick up was on Thursday, and they needed 24 hours between landing and flying again so they would leave Tonight, fly into wed., eternal sleep, pick up cargo Th, fly base, deliver cargo, home, sleep. Depending on how shopworn he was on Sabbatum he may look in on her without her cognition. He hoped the Institute understood when he asked for a calendar month off to spend with Sally. They had other transportation experts, but he had a sure reputation with the more difficult ones, they always came into the institute meek and unruffled after 24 hour with Mike. It made the Institute's job easier.

The flying over was uneventful, and Mike checked on Sally through the cameras he had set up. There were respective 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 life-style. During his halt he went and walked around taking in some local sites, but mostly sleep and waited until they could fly out again, with their cargo.
At the appointed time a Mercedes drove into the hanger with. Mike wondered absently if it was bullet trial impression which seemed to be the new matter with this course of instruction of client. The driver got out and opened the door behind his and the client emerged. As he walked toward Mike the driver was going around to the other side of meat. The husband seemed protective of his flush seemingly unconsciously positioning himself between Mike's production 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 careful. The man who wanted her, is very furious, I do not recognise what he will do."

"We will do our Charles Herbert Best to keep her safe, and bring her back to you an educated and well-rounded woman."

"Yes of course, she will not have any problem but there is one thing."

"What is that ?"Mike was getting mentally ready, the unity who told him it would be leisurely, their womanhood were conjunctive always caused misgiving with Mike, if they were so salutary, 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 till she comes family, but she is still mistrustful. Any sudden touching and she will probably cry."

"Ah thanks for the brain up. She will be ok. Mike motioned over the female work party member who was also Persian. He had her wait for his signal by the sheet as business enterprise was done by the male person first then the female came when called.

"shiva here will be with your young bride, she will look for her, and when we board it will be her and Azar who will be given 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 delight at this spare arrangement, there was a reason he asked for Mike, he had heard storey of the other conveyer, Mike was all business concern. He waved his script without turning around. Quickly the child and the driver appeared at his side.

"Qamar this is shivah 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 careful with her."He patted the female child's head a great deal like a father would and gently pushed her toward Shiva.

The women introduced herself to both in their linguistic communication and took the hand of the lady friend. The two went off to the side of meat and Varisha checked her for weapon then they boarded the sheet. Mike hung back with the husband to admit the peeress time to get settled and to resolve any last minute questions. After goodbyes were said Badi singled the number one wood. Swiftly the room access to the spinal column seat opened and Badi climbed in.

On the plane Mike let Qamar sit in a different discussion section of the planer so he did not make her so nervous, she seemed set up to go off if he looked at her, so he wanted her to relax. He left orders that only female penis of the crew were to come near her and to create for sure she slept, slipping her a drug if necessary.

She was obviously high strung. As it turned out once microphone left her alone and all the men disappeared she seemed to slacken and even talk to the women a bit, soon drifting off to sleep. Again he checked on Sally when the time modification were correct and she had not really done anything since Monday. He knew her Dianthus caryophyllus were getting to her, because he would see them in the trash that was undecomposed she had to be thinking about him then.

The flying was still and getting through airdrome security was easy since everything had been sent on ahead and checked so they just verified the ID's and processed the passport. In the cab on the way to The Institute Qamar was nervous, but not objectionable. Mike wanted to simmer down her shoot down, but figured there was not a great deal he could do being a male person, and given her upbringing so he left her alone and the trip from the airport was very quiet. He texted the Institute to let them jazz they were on their way.

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

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

"Oren hey how are you ?"

"Hey microphone ! You on a delivery ?"

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

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

Mike smiled It was a life sentence 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 labor coming up, a impost job for me. I just taught her some basics, but she needs more than time. Besides her cellar suite is not done being built yet."

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

"Maybe you can do watch her sometime once she is at my theater while I am on a job, but Oren, no touch, just smell, If I let you."

"Man Mike we used to part them all."

"Yeah scream me sentimental."

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

"Why not ship her here ? We can get her obedient in no fourth dimension while your cellar is being built."

"Oren, I like the psyche games I like watching them struggle with their new reality and coming to terms with it in one defeat after another, that I am their new world. I want my own limited touch, my ally and I don't want anyone else touching her till I say."

"poor people lady friend, your touch is rough."

"Ah she will be unadulterated 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 time, Oren. Thanks though. I am going to equip myself with some new objects I saw in the store and then hop a plane home, I got ta check-out procedure on my projection. ``

"All right, well maybe next time."Oren missed training daughter with microphone. They made a good tag team.

microphone spent time at the store going over the rigor of Sally's transactions and picking out just the right methods of punishment. By the time 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 things he and bought to try out on her.

Once at his home of surgical operation, microphone slept, checked on Sally, she was asleep, but her bedroom ignitor was on….nightmares perhaps ? Mike knew that was probably true, but wished there was another way to get inside a somebody's head. They seemed to always bear nightmares. On the way from the airport he has stopped by, used his key and placed a few gillyflower here and there in the apartment just to cook for certain she remembered there was no getting away and that there would be a metre for atonement. He was going to instruct her who was in kick on Friday. mike went shopping for food and former odds and ends to make sure enough he was cook .