A Moment in Time

The New Doll

"Speak of the devil and he shall appear"

Clenching my purse tightly I swiftly made my way through the sweated crowds, regularly stopping to dance with strangers to attract attention. Running my hands seductively  through my hair and over my body I was metres away from the VIP lounge. Even though there was no description of Caleb King on the file, I had a fair idea of who he might be. Surrounded by men who drunk viscously, he sat there allowing women dressed in tight outfits to dance all over him groping them as he pleased. It disgusted me how I would have to act so tarty to get his attention, but I guess the show must go on. Dancing my way into a position which would allow him to see me I  swayed my hips to the beat of the music touching my body every so often. At the corner of my eye I could see his eyes peeled on me. Before I could make a move a heavy-weighted man from the VIP lounge made his way over to me, grabbing my arm intensely whilst spitting "You're coming with me little girl". His breathe stunk of stale tobacco and whiskey. Gripping tighter onto my arm he flashed a smug smile beginning to drag me towards the VIP lounge. Anger grew inside of me like a raging bull whilst I screamed at him "Let go of me!"

His smile grew into a huge grin and he forcefully voiced "You're not going anywhere you little whore!." I know I needed to keep professional to proceed with the case but the anger inside of me grew hungry and consumed my body. Taking my other arm I flipped him over causing him to hit the ground. I clenched my fists punching him as hard as I could causing blood to spew everywhere. I couldn't control myself any longer. I quickly pulled my knife out under my dress and placed it inches away from his throat ready to take him. The whole club surrounded me and all I could hear was Sergeant Bailey's voice in my ear. I forcefully ripped the earring out throwing it across the floor.

Darkness soon covered my eyes, instantly. Only blackness was visible. A  fierce pain had struck the side of my head leaving me completely numb. I finally was able to open my eyes and found myself in a derelict mouldy room. I could faintly hear the drips of stale water that had run from the rusted copper piper. My vision was fairly blurry and I felt as if I was going to collapse again. Dark figures started to approach me muffling away. I could barely compose myself as I was being dragged across the floor. What had happened? Where was I? The pain was raw and I was incapable of holding myself together. I fainted in the arms of these figures who were dragging me and my body became lifeless and feeble. My mind was focused on my safety but my body was devoured by the pain.

Cold drops of water trickled down face and body. Adrenaline must of shot my body as I reawakened finding myself tied tightly with ropes and ringed by strangers. My first instinct was to get out of these ropes and to figure what the hell had happened and where I currently was. I began to shuffle intensely within the ropes trying to loosen them. At that point an unknown voice shouts, "She's finally awake boss."

"Boss?" I mumbled shortly after. Only then it hit me.

A towering dark figure made it's way towards me, stopping dead in his tracks he stood inches away from me . Aggressively lifting my chin to face him, he examined me for a few moments before letting me go. Now I had complete control over myself and I could see every detail of him. His body was devoured in tattoos which complimented his tanned skin. Swept to the side, his coffee coloured hair was precisely faded on either sides of his head. Only then his eyes met mine, I couldn't help myself  but become mesmerised by them. Sin. That is the only way to describe them. Only obscurity was in them. This man was full of darkness with no remorse, his eyes said it all.

"A cop." he aggressively said. My face instantly dropped. How the hell could he have known that I was a cop. I had no ear piece, no back up. Nothing.

"Cat got your tongue." he voiced crouching down to my level pulling a blade from within his jacket.

I smirked looking straight into his eyes demanding, "If your going to kill me get on with it"

A grin appeared on his face, "Kill you. This is where you belong baby."

"Where I belong