My Jaded Sanity (Bdsm)

Moving.

I drive home as fast as I can; not really knowing what to expect.

Reaching home I see that detective Cartson's car is here. "Perry, glad you could join us" he says signalling me to come and sit. "What's going on?" I question quickly, "we looked in all the parks or woods around here and there was no sight of a car or a body for that matter, we contacted Delario Karma and Delario Palm and the owners are brothers, neither are called Blake" this can't be happening, "He told me he was called Blake" I bury my head into my hands. "I suspect it's a gang; a joint effort is being put in... somehow" I pace back and forth "so what's going to happen now?" he pulls out his notepad and flicks through the pages "CCTV" he says looking up at me sternly. I seriously wish that the police hadn't have got involved, if I just fricking kept my emotions in tact when I got home, non of this would've happened. "Non of the owners know who you are Perry" I clench my fists; not only have I been lied to, but Blake's denying knowing me; fucking great. "Okay well I'll let you do your job and sit tight" I say with a crazy ass plan bubbling un my head.

If I want to definatly want to do this myself I need to keep boundaries with Cartson. "There is a high chance that they have all your details by now, so you need to move for a few days, has anyone tried contacting you?" hmm.. four unknown number miss call... "no.. no one." They must've got my number, for sure. "Okay, well where are you staying, oh and by the way Flaure will need to move too" everything just seems to be happening at once now.

Flaure walks in through the front door "Oh... Hi detective Cartson.. I can go...", "no, no it's fine, you need to hear this anyway" Flaure looks as if she really doesn't need the news she's about to receive: her ocd's are going the flourish to the very extremes of crazy. "We need to move, they have my details, it's not safe" her jaw drops "I don't believe this, so what your like a wanted victim that they're going to hunt down?" she looks somewhat clashing between infuriated and wanting to cry. "No.. no it's just a safety precaution hun" I say consoling her, "okay" she says running her fingers through her hair: Detective Cartson makes a few little notes on his pad and then turns to us: "make sure your out of here by tonight it tomorrow, if you need any help just let me know" he strolls over to the door and turns to me: "if anything comes up, let me know" and with that he walks out the door.

"Right, pack your stuff babe, let's stay at the The Chrysyl Luxe" Flaure looks at me; waiting for an answer "sure okay" she walks to her room: I think that this whole thing is just disorientating her.

I walk to my room and pull out my weekend bag and begin to gather my things; tomorrow I am going to Delario Karma; I will find Blake and I will confront him.. The only problem: will he try to kidnap me again?

I will have to go armed. The chances are that workers are part of his gang; there must be more of them. I will get to the bottom of this.