Rhonda finally wakes up

As Rhonda slowly returned to consciousness, she was on an operating table and could barely hear Beatrice speaking with other doctors and some policemen about her status. From what she could gather, they talked at length about barcodes and tracking devices like she were something to be bought at a store.

"Ms. Bonney?" one of the cops called her name as he noticed her awakening. "Officer Davids of the Chicago PD. You may recognize me as the lawman who found you with those salts." he introduced himself. "Please stand up and face this mirror over here."

Another officer gave Rhonda a small sip of coffee to wake her up a bit as she got up from the table and dutifully marched towards the mirror. Her reflection was perfectly normal, except for the barcodes that she discovered beneath her breasts, above her butt, on her upper back, two on her outer thighs and one on her palm.

"These are, in a way, the only things you shall wear for your entire parole." Davids explained. "The barcodes serve as your identification and in addition, we had a quick surgery to install a tracking device somewhere on your person."

"So is this going to be me from now on?" Rhonda gasped as she gazed at the girl on the other side of the mirror, now as naked as she was.

"Indeed Rhonda." Dr. Gordon answered. "And even if we prove your innocence, like I said, you still have to be nude for being an accomplice."

"I understand." Rhonda complied, bowing her head. "Can I leave now?"

"You may." Officer Davids accepted. "Enjoy your sentence Ms. Bonney."