Traffic

Chapter 6

My heart sank when the lobby door swung open and I saw him there. The man who had just paid a hefty chunk of dirty money for me. He was a little older than middle aged, black hair slicked back, he wore a tailored charcoal grey suit and was rather handsome. He smiled warmly at me as I stumbled towards him between two security guards.
He extended his hand out to me as if to shake it.
"Hello, dear." his voice was dark and smooth, his eyes sparkled a deep green in the lowly lit lobby.
I gave him my hand and he held it gently while looking me up and down. He turned to his associate and whispered something inaudible before turing back to me.
I glared at him with tears burning the edges of my eyes, he was unphased. He acted as if this was an every day event for him.
"My name is Mr. Fallon, it is... So. So lovely to meet you."
I snatched my hand back and kept eye contact with him, he just smiled that oddly pleasant smile and seemed very pleased with himself.
The associate to his right had a stoney look on his face as he watched me. The left hand man just seemed to be staring off into space while listening to Mr. Fallon gushing about his new possession.
"Come now, gentleman," he turned his attention to the guards glued to my sides and raised his brows.
"I'm quite positive you two are no longer required, I can take it from here."
They didn't budge.
Mr. Fallon again raised his salt and pepper eyebrows and the guards were off. They sauntered away chatting with each other leaving me feeling exposed and anxious.
Tears welled up in my eyes again, stinging and blurring the world away. I blinked them away as best I could as my new owner whispered lowly to his associates. I glanced at the door that led to outside, then at the fire exit with its large glowing green sign.
"Now dear, don't get any ideas." Mr. Fallon looked to me, still smiling, it was as if he could read my mind.
"Come, we're going home." He took my hand again and snapped his fingers loudly with his other hand.
"Get her a coat will you!"
Someone from behind me draped a long olive green pea coat over my shoulders as I was led out of the building and ushered into the back of a glossy black town car. Mr Fallon climbed in after me and kept hold of my hand.
He smiled," You're going to enjoy living with me. We're going to have so much fun."