Great Escape

Chapter 4

“Samuel! Your alive!” Devon screamed at her deceased ex as she was crawling through the guts of the airplane.

“Yes! Im sorry but now is not the time” Samuel shouted back at Devon as he continued to push Milo to go faster.

“Hey dude can you take your had off my ass Im going as fast as I can!” Milo shouted at Samuel as he was being shoved up Devon’s ass.

“Will both of you fucking move we are in real danger! Im sorry but all three of us are going to die unless we shut up and fucking go”

Both Devon and Milo quickly followed orders and crawled the remaining distance to the cargo area. There they saw a trunk with another flight crew jumpsuit.

“Here Devon, put this on” Samuel delicately handed Devon the extra suit “ You!” Samuels meaty paw points at the smaller man “get in!”

“Fuck you!” Milo shouted back. He didn’t take orders he gave them.

“No fucking time!” Samuel stated as he grabbed Milo by the back of the neck and threw him into the large trunk. “Sit down, shut up, if you want to live!” Were the final words he shouted as he slammed the trunk door shut. He had been so focused on the Milo distraction he didn’t even notice that Devon had started changing. When he glanced back at her she had been dressed as the flight crew.

“Perfect the crew is still loading luggage. Which means we have time.” He said as he picked up the trunk, and its stow away. “You ok in there” Samuel says giving the trunk a shake

“Yes” came a muffled response from inside.

“This way” Samuel said to Devon as he gestured towards the docking door as they exited the plane.

“This trunk is tagged for a different flight” Samuel shouted at the crew lead “Were going to run it over to distributions and then take a lunch” The lead responded with a thumbs up. Devon tried to hide behind Samuels larger frame. She was scared to ****, but being with such a strong man did help her feel safe. She followed him to an electric golf cart looking thing and watched as he effortlessly loaded the trunk and her husband on to the vehicle so they could make their escape. As they loaded up to drive Samuel gingerly put his hand on her knee “Don’t worry, I will keep you safe” Devon knew he would.

The trio made there way off the tarmac and into the crew area of the airport. Samuel had spent days studying the airport, he knew every way in and out. He knew where every camera was placed and where they could be safe. After two lefts and a strait away they would come up to a bathroom. No cameras in the bathrooms. That’s where Devon and Milo could wait. Samuel hit the breaks suddenly. They were next to some sort of storage area. Samuel exited the vehicle and walked to the storage areas gate.

“Ok” Samuel spoke loudly but he kept his head down so you could barely tell where the voice came from “Milo knock once if you are ok and can here me” *knock* “Ok Devon get out and follow me” Devon followed orders. “OK here’s the plan. Im going to put this truck down in this area. The trunk will be placed in a small blind spot in the airports security system, this way no one will see you. The trunk is the width of the blindspot so do not move away from the trunk until your ready” Samuel continued to talk. “ Im going to disrobe and leave my crew uniform on the floor. You can step into it and get dressed. Once you are dressed you can leave the area around the trunk without being noticed”. Samuel continued to weave threw the storage area looking for the safe location. He soon found it and placed the trunk on top of two other trunks “Devon stand there” Devon froze where she stood. “Devon you are the only thing the camera can pick up. You will be our boundary. So Milo when you exit Devon will be where the camera is, remember that” Samuel turned on his heels and faced a wall of lost or misplaced luggage and grabbed one without a lock. He sets the trunk and rips it open finding a wide assortment of clothes he takes out some things and sets them on the floor. He closes the suitcase and unzips his borrowed coveralls and lets them drop to the floor. Samuel now wore a casual black shirt jeans and sneakers. “Alright Im going to climb up into that vent. Milo your going to put on my cloths that are on the floor. Pick up the clothes that I left out and hide them in the coveralls. This will be the change of clothes for you and Devon. Inside the truck are two pieces of plastic. One looks like two Cs with a V connecting them. This you can use to clamp onto the gas pedal of the cart that we rode in here on. You can adjust it to go a nice easy speed. The other piece is a larger V shaped piece of plastic. This you weave through the steering wheel so it drives strait. You can fold the V together so its easier to hide. Keep both pieces of plastic hidden until you get to the cart. When you put the piece on the pedal pretend to mess with your shoe and put it on then. The Steering wheel piece is thin enough it shouldn’t be too obvious if your smooth about placing it. Ok, so once you are driving look up and count the lights. You will be starting at light 1 after light 3 and before light 4 both of you need to jump. That’s a blind spot. Quickly go into the bathroom and lock the door. I will meet you there.” Devon watched as Samuel leaps up and pulls down the front vent of the air ducting above them. Then he leaps again and easily pulls himself up. Devon felt herself get a little hot under the collar watching this muscular man command the day and keep her safe. As if on cue Milo pops open the trunk he was hiding in. The much smaller man leaps from the trunk. He had a look in his eyes the Devon has never seen on her husbands face. It was fear. Milo had known privilege his whole life. He was know just a passenger with no control. He hated it, but he hated the idea of dying more. He quickly zipped up the leftover jumpsuit from the much larger man. And crammed the random clothes into his new baggy clothes. He turned to the trunk and removed the two pieces of plastic.

“Are you ok” He asked his wife and she shook her head yes. They rather quickly returned to the cart. Milo strategically placed the two pieces of plastic. The cart slowly rolled down the corridor.

“Two…”They counted the lights in unison “Three..” They said together. Then they jumped from the cart. They rose and watched the cart continue on. Milo felt in shock but the gentle hand he felt on his shoulder pulled him out of it. They turned and entered the bathroom locking the door behind them.

“Fuck” Milo said to himself resting his back against the grimy utility bathroom wall.

“Im so scared babe” Devon said looking at her husband who face was twisted with fear and anger.

“What the fuck” Milo said agin

“I don’t know but lets wait for Samuel maybe he can explain more” Devon reasoned as Milo just rolled his eyes.

“Who the Fuck is Samuel anyway!?!” Milo responded letting his anger out.

“He was someone I dated years ago”

“You dated that guy! Now we are running for our lives!” Milo kept shouting”That fucking guy could be the one trying to kill us! How dare he stuff me in a trunk! How do we know we can trust that guy!”

“We can trust him Milo” Devon said matter of factly.

“Easy for you to say. He could be trying to exploit my family or..” He was interrupted by the sounds of the much larger man dropping down from the ceiling.

“Do you want to fucking leave” Samuel stated starring down the other man “because you can leave. Lets see how far you get if you don’t trust me” he continued to say as he began stepping closer to Milo, who quickly cowered in response. “Thats what I thought. Now you both did good getting here. We have one more step and then we should be free as we make our way to the safe house. Ok, Milo take off the jump suit and hand me the clothes” Milo unzipped the coveralls and removed the wad of clothes. “ Ok lets see here” Samuel muttered to himself as he divided the clothes into two separate piles “Here put these on” then he distributed the clothes to the newlyweds.

“Umm is this a thong?” Milo responded holding up the dark grey, clearly feminine undergarment.

“ Sorry the only suitcase that didn’t have a lock must have been a women’s suite case”

“Im not fucking wearing a thong!”

“Fine, you stay here and we will go” Samuel stated “Or you can check your rather fragile male ego and put on the clothes and not only save your own life, but your wife’s as well”. Milo knew he didn’t have a choice so he reluctantly took stock of his clothes. One grey workout thong, leggings, pink socks, a cropped workout top, and cropped exercise hoody.

“Ok I’ll where it but its going to be pretty obvious I’m a man”

“Not that obvious”Devon let out with a surprised giggle

“Devon!” Milo shouted with a blush as Samuel laughed

“ I mean your a grower not a shower” she said trying to back track her early comment “Samuel can you check that utility cupboard next to the sink for any tape” She instructed the larger man, hoping to avoid another fight. She actually felt sorry for Milo. He must be so intimidated by the much more masculine man. “Sweetie its just for a little bit. Until we are safely out of this mess”

“They have duct tape”

“That will work. Oh, and grab me some paper towels please” As Samuel handed her some paper towels she quickly formed it into a protective paid and use the tape to hold it in pace. Milo could now pull the thong and leggings up to give the illusion of a flat front. As Simon put on the top Devon grabbed the socks “Your wearing flip flops so you won’t need these sock. These with some paper towels should give a little bit of a chest”. And that exactly what it did. Milo looked at himself in the mirror and he did look like a girl, well a girls body at least. He put the hoody on and tried to hide his face in the hood.

“Ok we are looking good” Samuel said “Now here is what we are going to do on the other side of this wall is a family change room. From there we are going to leave together as a couple of friends. We will make our way to the loading zone and a member from my team will be in cab 1378B. We will get into a car with that license plate and then we are safe. Now the bomb has..

“Bomb!” Milo interrupted “You blew up a bomb”

“Not me the syndicate.”

“Who” Milo demanded again trying to look intimidating but just looking like a spoiled little gym bunny.

“The organization that is trying to kill you” Samuel’s mater of fact tone quickly silenced Milow as he was again reminded of the gravity of his situation.

“So security will be on high alert. More then likely it will have looked like a malfunction but still. Luckily the family use bathroom we will be exiting from is before you go through airport security. The people waiting by there gates won’t be able to leave, but the people up front should get to move a little bit more freely. If we act natural we should be able to get in our car and go.”

Devon was pushed up first followed by Milo then finally Simon. As quickly they went up they went back down into the large family use bathroom then exited. The two “women” walked in from of Samuel. They looked almost like twins side by side as they walk. Simon gave himself a little smile. “He never made much of a man, but Milos firm little butt doesn’t look bad in those leggings. A new idea began to form in his mind. He had to take Simon along on this journey now. But his plan for hiding involved him and two women. But he could easily turn those two women into three. He then could use the next two weeks to show Devon how wrong Milo was for her. She needed a man, and Milo would make a better woman.

“This way” Simon smoothly slid in between the two in front of him resting his hands on Devons left hip, and much to Milo’s surprise he felt the sting hand on his right hip “Ok ladies there our cab” he said and gave both butts a firm smack “Alright ladies load up”, Samuel shouted before playfully getting in the passenger seat.