Relocating!

Well like she said, I didn't have far to go this time before being placed back in a holding cell. One one free phone call I dial Mistress Theron once more leaving a message that the cop has the necklace and that I've been arrested once more. Hanging up, all I can do is hope that Mistress Theron will consider me worth saving or else get use to orange jumpers as my new wardrobe from now on!

Two Pm finds me loaded into a paddy wagon being transported to the court, along with more of this morning's detainees. Unlike them, I have no hope of not taking one more transfer to Pitchitt's island and the penitentiary there. As the paddy wagon pulls in and the door open I hear the voice of Saul asking if he could see me before processing! Saul must have some pull cause it's granted.

"Barney my boy, you must have an angel looking out for you from up there!" pointing to heaven "Mistress Theron has used a lot of pull to have you brought up in front of Judge Millery!" I know him we shared a little hairy Italian girl one night at a private party thrown by Mistress Theron. "You should be out sometime tonight and on your way to Level Thirteen once more.

She didn't consider me a failure, afterall! Level Thirteen was my reward once more. Great something to look forwards to besides my third strike. Saul leaves and I'm processed through, three hours later i'm called to stand in front of the judge. With Saul by my side, pretending we don't know one another he releases me on a ticket to appear, letting me go before the six o'clock rush to leave.

Outside Saul is parked awaiting me to take me back to Level Thirteen. On the drive nothing is said, once there I have my choice of playtoys, settling in on a little latino who couldn't have been more than 12 years old. Stripping her naked then myself I have her get on the bed on her hands and knees, aligning myself when i fell something thin and wiry close around my throat.

"Mr. Hutson, I am so sorry that I can no longer allow you to endanger our little organization by being arrested. You have done us a great service by identifying and tagging this new officer for us, but you have outlived your usefulness!

The little latino scoots away from my struggling form as the wire is tightened around my neck. Breathing becomes harder and harder, then everything goes black

"Saul, have someone clean up in here and dispose of Mr. Hutson for me would you?"

"Yes Mistress Theron, and the girl?" She's in a corner, eyes wide as a diner plate

"Have her sent to Judge Millery,along with a note of thanks from me!"

"Will do Mistress Theron!" Saul goes about his assigned tasks before leaving Level Thirteen