My best friend…or at least I thought she was.

“My best friend.” Came the reply, “she kind of tricked me.”

“How?”

“I lost a bet and I owed her. And she said the only way to make it up to her is to do this.” The girl sobbed and went on, “I had to put this ridiculous coat on, and zip it all the way up. When I did that, something clicked in the zipper and….and I couldn’t zip it back down. My friend just sat there laughing at me. And said I was stuck and started videoing me. When I told her to get me out of the coat, she said it requires a special Bluetooth key, and she wouldn’t unlock it until I stole something and brought it back to her.”

“So you stole this, in order to get out of this coat?” Asked Sapphire.

“Yes Ma’am.” Replied Tanya, looking up at Sapphire once again. “I’m very sorry. I’m really not a thief.”

But Sapphire was deeply intrigued. How could this possibly work? This girl was a prisoner in this awful jacket and **** to do what someone else wanted. The thought of being in someone else’s control tingled Sapphire to the core. She wanted that feeling. She wanted that experience. But there was no world where she would face the public in such an experience. She had to know more.

“So who owns this jacket? Your friend? I presume?” Asked Sapphire.

“Yes ma’am. And her phone is connected to it, and is the only way I’m going to get out of it.”

“Let’s give this friend of yours a call shall we?” Said Sapphire, “I need to verify your story. What is your friend’s name and number?”

“Anne, and this is her.” Tanya handed over her phone with Anne’s contact on the screen.

Sapphire took the phone, and considered what to ask. “Stay right here and I will make the phone call right outside.” After closing Tanya in the office, she dialed the number.