Postby KP Presents » Wed Apr 24, 2013 1:58 pm
The Palladium theatre.
“There you are, Susan. How was the journey?”
“Hectic,” Susan Holderness said as she walked up the street towards the theatre entrance. She was wearing a beige linen coat, with the hem of her blue and green peasant skirt visible underneath, and a pair of modestly heeled black leather shoes. Her red tightly curled hair was falling around her neck as she greeted her mother in law with a kiss.
“Well, you are here now - and here come Anne and Angela.”
Anne Bowden was coming from the Underground station, wearing a sleeveless jerkin over a grey v-necked jumper, matching slacks and short ankle boots. The bump was barely visible under the jumper, showing how well she had recovered from the recent birth.
Angela, her oldest daughter, was walking beside her, and Lucinda once again realised how much she looked like a younger version of herself. When she was Angela’s age, it was the mid 60’s, and the area they were standing in had been the centre of the fashion world. Angela reflected that in her short green dress, lighter green leggings and knee length green suede boots.
“Well, we’re all here,” Anne said as she hugged Susan, “Where is the guest of honour and the others?”
“Right here,” Miranda said as she walked up to them, followed by Jennifer, Connie and Cassie. She was wearing a white blouse under a black silk waistcoat, a knee length black skirt and felt boots, while her other daughter was attired in a baggy white jumper, long flowing skirt and brown suede boots.
“Well, we’re all here now,” Lucinda said as she fished a black wallet from her handbag. “Shall we?” They walked up to the entrance of the theatre, and as she handed the tickets over the steward bowed slightly.
“This way to your boxes, your ladyship,” he said as the party went in.
Holderness Police Station
The desk sergeant looked up as the door opened and the party of four came in. He looked at each of them in turn - the tall, thin blonde dressed in a black trouser suit and white blouse; the young woman, casually yet smartly dressed; the tall, broad shouldered man; and finally the other blonde, dressed in dusky pink.
He smiled as they approached his desk - something about the lady in pink was calling to him, but he wasn’t quite sure what. As they stopped in front of him, however, she looked at him and he saw her shiver - why he was not quite sure.
“Good morning,” the tall woman said, “my name is Anne Duncombe - my friends and I have an appointment with a DCI Hammond.”
“DCI Hammond?” The officer looked at her, then at a book on his desk. “Oh, you mean DCI Hampton - I will call and ask him to come and meet you. If you could wait over there?” He indicated a set of chairs against a far wall, which they walked over to.
“This is so different from the station houses in our town,” Chloe said as she looked round, “It seems so old and quaint.”
“Yeah, well,” Brian said as he looked round, “That’s the old country for you. I mean, this must be at least - Sara, are you all right?”
Anne turned to look at Sara, who was staring into space, focusing on something.
“The smell,” she whispered, “there is a smell here that is bringing back memories of the Scorpions...”
“Agent Duncombe?”
The group turned to see a tall, well built man standing there in a grey suit. His dark hair was greying at the temples, but his smile was genuine.
“I’m Barry Hampton - I understand you wish to see me?”
“Yes - yes we do,” Anne said as she showed the officer her badge. “These are my colleagues - Chloe Badelaine, Sara Smite and Barry Carter. Is there somewhere we can talk privately - it is a rather delicate matter.”
“So I am led to believe,” he said as he indicated a door, “Why don’t we go through here?” The four followed him in, Barry supporting Sara as she looked again at the desk sergeant.
“We can talk in here,” Barry said as he held the door to an interview room open. As they four came in, he closed the door and said “Now, what is so important that a US Federal agent flies all the way to our quiet little area with three friends, and asks to meet with me?”
“It’s a rather delicate matter...” Anne started to say, before Sara suddenly said “We think someone called Holderness is in grave peril - even deadly.”
Barry Hampton leaned back against the wall and folded his arms. “Miss Smite, you speak as if you know something that you should tell us. Do you have firm evidence that something is going to happen?”
“It is a little difficult to explain,” Anne said, “Let me start by saying that I know Lady Holderness - I met her last October when she visited my home town to visit some friends.”
“Oh - so you know Amy Strong and her family? I had the pleasure of meeting them last Christmas when they visited and attended a party at Holderness Manor - a delightful woman. Also, if you know Lucinda Holderness, then you will be aware that if there is a threat against her or her family, she is a more than formidable opponent.”
“From what I saw of her, I can well believe that,” Anne said with a smile. “I would agree,” Chloe said, “she is tres formidable. But my friend Sara has had...”
“Yes?”
Barry Hampton looked at the woman, who was starting to shiver and sweat, and said “Are you all right, Miss Smite?”
“No,” Sara said, “I am most definitely not - Brian, Chloe, help me, quickly. Anne, get him out of here.”
“What the hell,” Barry said as Brian and Chloe pulled lengths of strong rope from bags, and started to bind Sara, Chloe crossing and securing her wrists behind her back while Brian started to work on her legs.
“Can we talk outside,” Anne said as she took Barry by the arm. ”It will be safer, I promise you.” Barry looked at Sara, and then started to walk towards her, before Anne grabbed him by the arm and literally pulled him out of the room.
“Wha... What the hell is happening,” Barry said as Anne closed the door, and then sprayed a chemical on both of them, “For a moment I was getting an irresistible urge to...”
“I know,” Anne said as she helped the officer to sit down. “Tell me, Inspector, do you have anyone in custody in the station that is under suspicion, but will not confess, of a major crime?”
Barry shook his head and said “One person - we think he conducted a series of attacks on young women in the area, but we have no proof, so without a confession from him we may have to let him go.”
Anne nodded as Chloe came out. “We have her secured, Anne, but even Brian is finding it difficult to...”
“DCI Hampton,” Anne said, “I know this is unorthodox, but will you allow an experiment? Bring the man here.”
“Why?”
“We need to show you something.”
Twenty minutes later, the sergeant brought up a thick set, unshaven man in his late forties. He was six foot tall, and dressed in a torn shirt and jeans. “What’s this about, Hampton,” he said as he looked at the group watching him.
“What do you want me to do with him?”
“Just open the door, let Brian out and let him in - and then do nothing,” Anne said.
“I don’t know what’s going on, but I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt,” Barry said. He opened the door and as Brian came out he pushed the prisoner in, saying “get in there Rhodes.”
As the door closed, the man saw Sara sat in the chair. Her arms were bound to her chest with bands of rope, emphasising her chest as her jumper was pulled tightly over her breasts, the top buttons of her top open.
Sara looked at the new arrival, and an animal growl escaped from under the thick band of white cloth that had been pulled between her teeth. Rhodes stood for a moment, looking at Sara and licking his lips, before saying “You look so beautiful miss - and you’re so helpless...”
Barry Hampton looked in the window, and then turned to Anne. “Your friends have left her in the room with a suspected sex attacker, bound and gagged? Why the hell would they do that?”
“Because it is what Sara wants,” Chloe said as she sat down. “She has a - a gift.”
“A gift? What sort of gift?”
“A very dangerous one,” Anne said, “as you are about to see.”
In the room, Sara let her head roll back and another groan escape from her lips as Rhodes sat across her lap, his lips roughly caressing her neck as his hands pressed firmly into her chest. She allowed herself to let her emotions take full control of her body as she strained against the ropes holding her so tightly, but they only groaned under the strain.
She could feel the heat brining between her loins as Rhodes lifted her off the chair and laid her on the floor. “These need to be untied,” he said as he removed the ropes around her legs, but left her ankles tied as he unfastened and pulled her pants down, his hand roughly stroking over her panties as he felt the dampness. “And you need to have me inside you.”
“YSSSSS” Sara screamed as she felt him pull down her panties next, his lips kissing her belly and then her crotch, and as his tongue passed over the lips of her clit she felt the fire burning more brightly inside her. She looked at him, his face in a fixed and menacing grin as he started to pull his own pants down.
“That’s right,” she thought as he used his finger to test how moist and ready she was, “Come to me, my little pet...”
“What the hell - you’re allowing him to rape your friend?”
Barry Hampton stared incredulously at the trio as animal sounds came from the room.
“She is allowing him to do this,” Anne said as a loud muffled scream came from the room, “But when he has finished - well....”
The group looked to the door, as a silence fell over the room. A few minutes later, they could all hear Rhodes as he started to say “No... Oh dear god no.... For the love of all that is holy, get me out of here!!!!”
The door flung open and Rhodes fell out, scooting back on his bottom with his hands, his white face quivering as he said “Get that monster away from me - I’ll tell you everything, all the details, I’ll sign the confession, just get that man-eater away from me.”
“Take him back to the cells,” Hampton shouted, but as he went to enter the room Brian stopped him. “I need to be the one who goes in,” he said as he pricked his finger, and let the blood drip on a slice of cooked beef he had in a bag, “Just leave her with me for a few minutes.”
Brian went into the room, closing the door behind him as Rhodes was dragged screaming to the cells. “Agent Drummond,” DCI Hampton eventually said “What just happened?”
“Have you heard of the Pink Widow?”
He looked at Anne, then Chloe, then to the door to the room. “No - should I have?”
“No,” Anne said with a smile, “But that is who Sara is. We can explain in your office - Brian will be safe, and they will join us later. We need to talk about the Holderness family - and I need to ask you a question.”
“What question is that?”
“Have there been a series of serious crimes in the area recently?”
He looked at the two women, and then said “We’d better start at the beginning - come with me.”
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