The job of a medical courier was not something to write home aboutand brag, but the benefits were good and her position in the companystable. Rarely d...d she go out on calls anymore; she'd become thesupervisor for the night shift, but without the title that went with it.She didn't mind really. She enjoyed the freedom of the job; she had herown office, or at least her own cubicle and she even got to play boss overthe two studs of the facility. With the thought of Jake and Kerry, came asliver of. They started to eat. “What?” Tom asked as he saw a half smiled cross Hannah’s face. Hannah shrugged. “What’s so funny?” “It seems strange sitting here eating dinner like normal boring people.” “By boring, do you mean with me being free of any of restraints?” he asked. “Yes, maybe you should be wearing at least something?” Tom stood up and retrieved his latest purchase from his bedroom. It was a round cage that locked around the head. It was made of thick steel bars at close centres and could. She didn’t need a slave; they were a luxury and she’d always disdained living a luxurious life, though she had the power and status to do as she pleased and have whatever she wished. Besides, there was no point now anyway, she was sure Lycius had thoroughly spoiled her and a less skilled slave would just annoy her. She put the drink down and walked over to this man, unwelcome and unwanted in her private place, picking up one of her knives from the wall as she went, fine and perfectly. As he turns the corner towards the parking lot he'sthinking about what he's going to have for dinner, which club he'll go to tonight,which friends he'll go with, what sort of girl he'll hook up with while he'sthere, how phenomenal the sex will be later on. He has no idea that life ashe knows it is about to end. ~~~~~~~~~ The van creeps slowly around the side of the building, coming from the oppositedirection to avoid being seen by anyone still leaving the office. It's a biggreyish thing,.