He called and gave the description of what was wanted, and the lab tech was excited to try the process.They usually used it for vice to see in containers, based on what Em had learned while she looked into it.
She remained in Samsor’s arms while they waited, and then, with the prosecutor present, she unzipped her dress and dropped it to her hips.The lab tech asked for the lights to be dimmed, and he began to take images.She knew it was working when she heard, “Ohmygod.”
The whine, click, and flash of the unit began the photo session she didn’t know she needed.Once the large-scale images were done, the close-up ones were taken, and then she turned, and it started all over.Samsor was the best one to be with her.He was less likely to financially or physically injure her family.
When the photos were done, the prosecutor swallowed and nodded.“Thanks for that.We just need to search their home for the shoes, and our case is made.Did they always stomp on you?”
“They started by knocking me to the floor, and then the stomping happened.Like I wrote in my statement.”She pulled the dress on, and Samsor zipped it up for her.
The prosecutor nodded.“Right.Okay.I have far more than we need, but I would rather bury them under facts.”
Em nodded.“Sensible.”
“Given their attempts to get to you, a restraining order has been filed by Duran.Judge Hall authorized it based on the copious reports that you provided.”
“Don’t I usually need to be there for that?”
“They attacked you in hospital.It was issued then.”
“Oh.Right.”She nodded.“Sensible.”
Samsor took her hand.“Come on, Emhara.We still have errands to run.”
“Right.Are we good?”She looked at the prosecutor.
“We are.I will be in touch with Duran.”
Emhara nodded.“Okay.I will wait.”
They walked out, and Duran and Echel were looking at her.“Are you all right?”
“Yes.It just wasn’t, and Samsor is the best hugger.”
Duran smiled.“I see.Well, time to get to the bank.Ready?”
“Ready.I can almost taste a cup of overpriced tea in my hand, with my own money.”
He chuckled, and they went to get her another step closer to freedom.
The Van Housen Bank was subtle, but everything was designed to make people comfortable and secure.Emhara liked it.
They were seated in a client room and asked to wait with fancy water and really good cookies.
A soft knock preceded a woman entering the space and sitting across from them at the long, dark-wood table.
“Hello, Emhara.”
Emhara stared.“Meritha?”
The woman smiled.“Yes.Congratulations on getting out.”
“You...you were there.You sponsored the contest.”
“Did I?Yes, I did.I needed you to get away from them somehow, but I didn’t anticipate their response.I am sorry for that.”
Duran blinked.“Wait.You know each other?”
“In the same way a swan knows another swan.”Meritha grinned.“Part instinct and parthey, there’s a fucking swan!”
