Serial Novel: Falling in Public, Ch. 29
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Falling in Public
Chapter 28
Holly's heart pounded in her chest as she shoved the security guard, praying she wouldn't get tased. Seeing Eddie had just made her more determined to make this ruse work, and when the guard reached for her, she allowed herself to fall backwards into the wheelchair, wincing at the bone-jarring shock that set her whole leg on fire. That slowed him down a little, as expected, but it didn't stop him from grabbing one of her wrists and hand-cuffing it to the arm of the chair.
"Take her to a holding cell," the guard growled, glowering down at her from his not-so-impressive height. Supressing a grin, she tried to look appropriately apologetic as she shrugged at Ellison before another guard wheeled her away. It was going to be a long couple of hours, but at least she was out of Ellison's control for the moment. If she could just figure out how to get back to Eddie, she sensed that he'd help her escape. The guards didn't seem too friendly, and might not think much of her for her stunt, but maybe if she told them what was happening, they'd help her.
Or at least hold her until Ellison had flown off with Sean.
Her chair was pushed into a small room with no windows, a table and a chair. Her captor didn't say anything, just pushed her up to one side of the table and left. Several minutes later, the door opened again and Holly looked up, expecting the guard.
Instead, a female officer entered, followed by Ellison.
"Oh there you are, darling," he crooned, coming over to place a light kiss on her cheek. "I've explained your little issue to these nice people, but they're still going to have to search you before they can release you. Naturally I insisted on being present." His expression was serious, but his eyes told her he would enjoy her humiliation.
"Take your shirt off, please."
The guard's tone was dry and she looked bored as she leaned against the table. Holly had to try one last time.
"Can you ask him to wait outside, please? I'd be more comfortable if it was just the two of us."
Ellison laughed, and then approached her, reaching for the hem of her shirt. "Oh come on, honey. Don't be shy. It's nothing I haven't seen before." Before she could protest, he yanked the shirt up and over her head, somehow wrestling it away from her arms. She started to cover herself, and then let her arms fall to either side. He wanted her to be embarrassed and humiliated. She wouldn't give him the satisfaction.
The guard came closer, and snapped on a pair of latex gloves. "I'm going to feel inside your bra now." She waited for Holly's slight nod, and then slipped two fingers between Holly's breasts, following the contour of each cup out to the edge. Ellison looked ready to lick his lips, and Holly shot him a warning look. The guard handed her shirt to her, and Holly pulled it over her head, grateful not just for the cover, but for the warmth as well.
"Now your pants, please."
Before Holly could try to stand, door slammed open with a loud bang and Eddie strode in, followed by the two guards from the checkpoint.
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Falling in Public
Chapter 28
Holly's heart pounded in her chest as she shoved the security guard, praying she wouldn't get tased. Seeing Eddie had just made her more determined to make this ruse work, and when the guard reached for her, she allowed herself to fall backwards into the wheelchair, wincing at the bone-jarring shock that set her whole leg on fire. That slowed him down a little, as expected, but it didn't stop him from grabbing one of her wrists and hand-cuffing it to the arm of the chair.
"Take her to a holding cell," the guard growled, glowering down at her from his not-so-impressive height. Supressing a grin, she tried to look appropriately apologetic as she shrugged at Ellison before another guard wheeled her away. It was going to be a long couple of hours, but at least she was out of Ellison's control for the moment. If she could just figure out how to get back to Eddie, she sensed that he'd help her escape. The guards didn't seem too friendly, and might not think much of her for her stunt, but maybe if she told them what was happening, they'd help her.
Or at least hold her until Ellison had flown off with Sean.
Her chair was pushed into a small room with no windows, a table and a chair. Her captor didn't say anything, just pushed her up to one side of the table and left. Several minutes later, the door opened again and Holly looked up, expecting the guard.
Instead, a female officer entered, followed by Ellison.
"Oh there you are, darling," he crooned, coming over to place a light kiss on her cheek. "I've explained your little issue to these nice people, but they're still going to have to search you before they can release you. Naturally I insisted on being present." His expression was serious, but his eyes told her he would enjoy her humiliation.
"Take your shirt off, please."
The guard's tone was dry and she looked bored as she leaned against the table. Holly had to try one last time.
"Can you ask him to wait outside, please? I'd be more comfortable if it was just the two of us."
Ellison laughed, and then approached her, reaching for the hem of her shirt. "Oh come on, honey. Don't be shy. It's nothing I haven't seen before." Before she could protest, he yanked the shirt up and over her head, somehow wrestling it away from her arms. She started to cover herself, and then let her arms fall to either side. He wanted her to be embarrassed and humiliated. She wouldn't give him the satisfaction.
The guard came closer, and snapped on a pair of latex gloves. "I'm going to feel inside your bra now." She waited for Holly's slight nod, and then slipped two fingers between Holly's breasts, following the contour of each cup out to the edge. Ellison looked ready to lick his lips, and Holly shot him a warning look. The guard handed her shirt to her, and Holly pulled it over her head, grateful not just for the cover, but for the warmth as well.
"Now your pants, please."
Before Holly could try to stand, door slammed open with a loud bang and Eddie strode in, followed by the two guards from the checkpoint.
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